Hitchhiker

Written February 14, 2005

Two places on the side of the road
one to the future
one to the past
I stand in the middle
no knowing where to go
not feeling where I belong
waiting for answers
that will not come
Dwelling in the past
gives me stability
protection from emotion
but leaves a void
more empty
than nothingness

Pressing towards the future
brings uncertainty
harsh emotional trauma
but holds a ray
of hope
with the potential
to save me

But here i stand
facing oncoming traffic
from all directions
hoping someone will save me
and bring me through
to the light of tomorrow