The Road

The road
revealed in a flash
in sharp relief against the jet-black sky

Trees hurtling by
whipping in a murderous wind

Rain pelting from above
drowning everything

Strange faces
lining the way

Cold stares
from narrow eyes
moving closer
and closer still

Dim lights
floating in the dark

rising on the wind
chanting the soundtrack
of insanity

Time growing short
and chances getting long

The road
closing behind in a flash

No one knows
and no one dares
to care


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