Elucidating Questions

I keep coming down all these empty roads

To dead ends running

Trying to find my way

To the tick of the clock

My bag is ripped

My shoes are worn

I’m tired

Tired tired

Keep coming down these empty streets

To meet nothing again

Finding lights in twists and turns

Not for me

My bag is ripped and worn

My heart is broken and torn

Walking down these empty roads

Alone