Cross Roads.

by Black Heart Still Beating   Oct 15, 2009


Left.
Right.
The High Road.
The Low Road.
The Dirt Road.
I need a map,
To find my way,
Just have to get away,
From all the ties
that bind me.
To the Past I leave behind me.

Follow the Cars,
Follow the Bikes,
Follow the Lines,
Follow the Wind,
Onto the road.
That leads away.
For the love of all,
I must not stay.

To slow at a walk,
To slow at a jog,
To slow at a run,
I need to be gone,
Faster.

No way to know.
Which way to go.

Left.
Right.
The High Road.
The Low Road.
The Dirt Road.
I need a map,
To find my way,
Just have to get away.

From this town I run away,
Into the arms of a new day.
The sun will rise again,
some day,
So I will keep on going my way.

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  • 12 years ago

    by Brittany C

    So far this is my favorite. The wording was good and so was the flow. The rhyming was nice and didn't seem forced. Liked the length and it was easy to read and understand. It is also relate able.

    Gave it a 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by victoria

    Very interesting. i like this style. i really like the ending how you wrapped it up. great work!

    victoria

  • 14 years ago

    by Courtney Hough

    Fallow the Cars,
    Fallow the Bikes,
    Fallow the Lines,
    Fallow the Wind,

    you spelt it wrong its follow
    over all your way young but you got talent keep it up 5/5

  • 14 years ago

    by FindingHarmonyInYurCries

    Well written.
    I loved it. =D

    I can see why you like it. ;)
    Thanks for the WinkWink NudgeNudge. Lol.

    xx

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