Throwback Thursday Poetry: The Lonely Road

many of you know
of the lonely road
this is the road i walk
for all eternity
this road, i have found,
is always heading down
with a bump and curve
not often, but occasionally

there is a fork ahead
with much time i will spend
on which way to go
and which to avoid
i choose the left
for it looks the best
but sometimes i question
the things i decide

the road now ends
and i must descend
into this vast and large
body of water
my face is cold
i have grown old
all the pressure
has grown larger

there is a way
that i might escape
but i choose
to keep walking
i’m at the end
of all that has been
and i am
no longer breathing

Early poetry by James. From the poetry collection Pariah Bound: The Lonesome Poetry.