What could be lonelier than
Driving in the rain and fog
Alone in the dark mist
Where’s my home
I’m all alone
Endlessly I drive
Peering through the foggy glass
No lights man-made
Nothing celestial can
Break through the dark mist
Alone on this endless road
Wishing to be bored at home
Alone
Alone
But safe
Trees looming over me
As I creakily
Move through the dark mist
Jurassic fears
That a blinding auto appears
Coming toward me
Further cutting off visibility
On and on
The road has grown
The road I love
The freedom road
Away from home
Where’s my home
I’m all alone…
© 2015 Clarissa Simmens (ViataMaja)
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