I sat alone on the side of a road
Left there to die. Left there to mold
My eyes didn’t blink. My expressionless face
Stared straight ahead hoping for an intimate embrace.
Mere months before, as she skulked through her pain
I sat by her side. I felt her disdain
On that car seat of life. My emotional support
Seemed to run dry. Convicted alone in an empty court.
But don’t act surprised, you’ve seen me before
That sad teddy bear sitting alone on the shoulder
Of jet black roads which lead nowhere
With cold kapok and mud-splashed hair.
But don’t shed a tear. Not for me
My life is no more painful than yours
Just full of veiled snares, steep stares, and empty prayers
But most of all… imaginary roads which lead to somewhere.