Lonely Road

Buffalo, Wyoming

Along the lonely road I walked

My only companion is memory

And misery

 

I was running away from my secrets

But now I only walk alone

With all my lies

 

And the dirt began to rise

A maelstrom of deceit

Swiftly approaching

 

It settled down enough

For me to see a beckoning figure

Calling me to the horizon

 

I walked closer with fear in my steps

Praying for a mirage

On this dusty road

 

But alas he spoke to me

A raspy voice from deep within

A voice that drew me closer still

 

"Where can one go with all these secrets?

Where can one go with lies?"

 

I looked into his eyes

And I saw the burning world

I couldn't break the stare

 

"How do you know about my secrets?"

I asked the man with burning eyes

 

His eyes became silver now

Reflecting the burning sun

I desperately wanted to look away

 

He spoke again now

His voice seemed more sinister

His eyes wouldn't let me go

 

"Your life is built on secrets

And I can set you free

It's as simple as the flip of a coin.

 

"I can take control of you

Give you everything you ever wanted

It's as simple as the flip of a coin."

 

I wanted to look away

I didn't want this stranger here

I was fine with my secrets and lies

 

He spoke again

His voice became soothing

Almost haunting

 

"It's as simple as the flip of a coin

Heads I win,

Tails you loose."

 

And his eyes they locked my gaze

Even tighter now

I tried to argue but those eyes!

 

His offer echoed in my mind

But I couldn't look away

But I couldn't even speak

 

And then I saw myself screaming

Burning in his eyes

He flipped the coin into the air

 

 

 

 

 

Reviews

[Julie McCarthy (juliesp..]

another raw and honest raw poem
good work

[Coyote Poetry]

A very powerful poem. I like the concept of the coin flip. Sometime we need to bury our mistakes. Get up and show the world we are Ok and don't care what they see and think. The poem is outstanding. A lot of conflict and battle in the words. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Analgesia]

This is a strong poem with consistant structure and theme, it is also strong in it's use of imagery and I think that's even more important. I think we can all connect with a story about that fork in the road where you choose to tell the truth and watch everything fall apart or tell another lie simply augmenting the inner structure to be destoryed at a later date. Regardless thank you for writing something worth reading and I hope I was of some assistance.

[The Viking]

Terrifying poem here. Love the imagery. When it started out, it seemed like a down to earth poem with the narrator walking down a lonely dirt road under a grey autumn sky, walking to take their mind off of whatever the source of their sorrow was. I wasn't expecting the Devil to come up out of the dirt and make a deal the narrator could not only refuse, but could not possibly win either. "Heads I win, Tales you lose," normally is a cliche line, but it fit perfectly here. It helped create the image of a conniving, evil being that takes joy in destroying lives. Well done here. Your poetry is coming along quite nicely.

[Krista]

Very well written. I enjoyed reading this poem alot. I can relate to being alone.