the road

Yes, you do see what i see.

An emptied road under hope.

From walking for miles and miles

climbing over the hills,

swimming across oceans,

jumping to the top of the mountains,

and after all that time

I still found no end.

I took a seat on the sweltering concrete ground

under the cloudless sky,

as the sun aims straight for my face.

My eyes squint, burning for hope-

I keep trying to fight the light

but I had no right.

The level I saw

in the road that last,

I saw nothing but a straight line.

I shook the dirt off my pants

quickly standing on my feet.

My hands are locked and my eyes are shut

I think nothing but the end,

hope nothing but the end,

and picture nothing but the end.

I prayed in the daylight,

in the middle of nowhere,

just me and this road,

just the two of us,

solid and hard.

I turn my head to the East and i see nobody by my side.

I turn my head to the West, still nobody in sight.

So I turn my head to the north, breathe in that they call pride.

Right when I'm about to take my next step to end,

i collapse like two buildings,

solidly falling into one.

My knee catches my body,

as my hands slam hard to stop my body.

The sun is now in the South,

standing behind me and I don't know why.

I look at my feet and my eyes blinds from light.

The road transformed into the most beautiful diamonds

that was never to be craved out from the ground.

The wind raised me back up,

on my feet, steady.

And the only thing that was going through my head now was that,

I wouldn't ever want to stop walking, on this road.