Oncoming traffic looks like
Impending dread
Headlights
Brighter than Hell’s eyes
Watching
In brimstone shadow.
I’m just trying to get
Home
Magical place
I’ve struggled to find of late
Stumbling paths
Sometimes
Can’t help but laugh
The hiccups placed
In my way
By my favorite antagonist
Fate…
Would have it; so happens
Happenstance or predetermination
Has me damned.
Clawing
And scratching for an upper hand
Yet under the boot of it all
Befitting my fall
My pride decried
How humbleness calls
And damn it I answered!
Yet torment - relentless
Bending me; endlessly
It seems;
Time is a relative thing
I’m told.
How it took
An eternity to grow
To adulthood,
Now eternal strife is all I know.