The dark road ahead,
Left tracks from the unwanted dead.
Wherever the whispering voice came from, run the other way.
Life in the darkest pain, is not okay.
She just kept looking straight up.
Evil spirits lurking, and all the haunted stuff.
One night away never brought her any change.
Columns after columns, everything to be pre-arranged.
Now that life brought her down.
She's on the highway bound.
Headed for a place called " nowhere. "
Hoping that someone shows out their hands in care.
©terrylin53
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