Mystic Road

I’ve been walking this lonely road
For as long as I could remember
Past empty streets and sleeping cities
My shadow has been my only company
My faintly beating heart keeping me alive
Beyond every bend was a long blinding end
It’s the worst kind of pain I’ve known
Sometimes I wished someone found me
I’ve seen enough sights to dread the unseen
Now I’m stuck here at this crossroad
Where am I supposed to go?
To the right where nothing is left?
Or to the left where nothing is right?
I fell to my knees and closed my eyes
Weeping for these roads untravelled
Until I felt a warm touch on my shoulder
Someone did find me

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