This Road

This Road

A Poem by Abel Garcia

On this old road,

I see a familiar face, Standig infront of me,

It is cold, the winter air attacks me,

Yet I march forward, maybe I'll find the face.


On this old road,

I run forward,

The ground below me is covered in glass,

I bleed upon the earth,


On this old road,

I jump at it,

The familiar face is worth the fight,

I just know it,


But on this old road,

You sit waiting,

For i will never come,

I won't survive to get you,


Damn this old road.




© 2010 Abel Garcia

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Added on December 17, 2010
Last Updated on December 17, 2010


Abel Garcia
Abel Garcia

Round Rock, TX

I am a Poet and Short Story writer from Austin, Tx. My writing is either A) Dedicated to somebody, and based upon a topic THEY will know. or B) The sad truths behind the world we live in, through my o.. more..