On the way ...

As you are held down by life, the road calls to you. You have been away, been away for far too long. Calling out from below your window, throwing small stones at your window is the road, assisted by the wind to pick up a few stones trying to get your attention. Just so you can turn your head around and get back on the road. On the road that you used to travel. The road that made you feel alive. The road that knows the many stories you don't share, the stories that you hold dear to heart that ha never been shared. The adventure where you are accompanied by your shadow, and nothing else but the road. Your soul has been longing for the road, but you have silenced it, held it down and put it in chains. Caged and locked up within the cells of reason. But what other reasons would you consider other than your soul ... I'm on my way.
Written by Bl_nk
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 1 reading list entries 0
comments 0 reads 238
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
Today 6:51pm by Valeriyabeyond
Today 6:49pm by ReggiePoet
Today 5:56pm by summultima
Today 5:49pm by Kinkpoet
Today 5:15pm by dustyJournals