Walking down the twisting road, <br />upon my shoulders, <br />a burden of woe. <br /> <br />Upon this road, <br />Which i am strewn, <br />I shuffle on, <br />Through air filled gloom <br /> <br />Upon this face, <br />full of defeat, <br />haunted eyes, <br />no smile can reach. <br /> <br />The farther i get, <br />The closer i am, <br />To a blissful dream, <br />A wishful end.<br /><br />Michael Carlson<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/along-the-road-2/
