#WritcoPoemPrompt118
Endless highways of misdirected means,
To walk along the lonely street of dreams,
To live in a world where nothing is as it seems,
And take pursuit of pleasure to extremes...

Dwelling in a fate of unwritten destiny,
Longing for your heart to amend it's broken pieces,
Hoping for your tears to disappear,
And gain strength to survive another day with no fear,

The cost of love is beyond compare,
A love onces given to all the truth despair,
Revealing the many hidden affairs,
That broke the golden glass that cannot repair,

Thou it was not meant to be, it wasn't make for me,
A memory still exist of how misery and filfy, the highways of love is,
It's dark and creepy with no breath of life, it is curse with evilness,
There is no air of life, but a spell of death and hell,

I walked through it all alone, barely make it out alive like a walking dead,
I survived, but pleasure intrude to help me feed,
With any form of alcohol and drug to ease my head,
For a period of time then dragged back to hell,

Then I finally see the light, just a Sparks of flame on its side,
A breath of fresh air finally, a one way street behind the highway,
I know I made it out alive, limbing and crying,
Could hardly breath, restless and tired,

I'm on the way back reality, a new chapter a new leaf,
A new beginning, a brand new vision of me,
Creating new dreams and goals, building a new street of ambitious,
Where I can delete the past and what went wrong and hope for a new day begining.



#Relationship
#Heartbreak
#Inspiration







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