The Highway

 

Do not call me when I am drunk
Words of love may reach your ears but do not blush because you are not who they are for,
Do not come to me when I am drunk,
Hand in hand we may dance, I may pull you closer and feel her,
Thorns and flowers appear the same to me when I am drunk
The pricks may hurt but let it
the rose is worth all the pain that this world has to offer
Do not follow me when I walk away
the footsteps I will leave behind will only lead to sleepless nights,
I will stagger through aisles, through dark alleys and reach the highway where it all ended
My world darkened as her blood ran black, as her ashes drifted and vanished in the river under the cruel winter sun
How many beloveds have you devoured?- I asked the highway