The Lonely Road
I'm on this road...it's weary and long.
I keep hearing the words 'stay strong'
Through watery eyes, I follow signs.
This endless road is so tiring at times.
Night times comes and I'm driving still.
I feel like I am driving against my will.
But I carry on, around each silent bend.
I'm hoping this road is nearly at an end.
It deceives at times and it casts a spell.
Are there miles ahead...it's hard to tell?
I pass so many landmarks and sights.
Silently they trouble my days and nights.