Life

Waiting on the highway

February 14, 2008

Unaware to the outside world
in the park bench right outside the highway
i lay motionless
shivering in the midnight cold
with nothing else to keep me company
and no one aware of my being
my mind wanders to the night before
in the middle of the night
walking across the road
i saw him
draped in a black attire
with a matching black umbrella
shielding him from the cold cold rain
he was waiting
waiting for me to come to him
with no one to call as my own
and no one to call as my friend
i was walking
away from life
and away from painfully slow lonely life
(into this land they call "purgatory")
in this park bench
where i am
waitin for this life to slowly seep away
so i can travel in my choice of cars
waiting on the highway…

  • angldmnlvr February 25, 2008 at 1:46 am

    As you lay there
    Shivering on the park bench
    I watch cloaked in darkest night
    You aware of me
    Wanting to take you
    So desperate
    So tired
    So ready
    Cold rain like steel
    On your face
    Take my hand
    And take shelter under this umbrella
    I will shield you
    From cold
    From rain
    From everything
    Into darkness I disappear, then
    Feeling your longing
    For company
    From the night before
    When you saw me
    This night I come to you again
    A passing driver sees you in distress
    Feels your desperation in the pace of your
    Breath
    Nothing uttered you shut the door
    And in this chariot we ride this
    Endless highway lost
    For evermore