Trouble Man


It’s a lonely road

Made only for one

The man looks

To the right

Then to the left

He want to make sure he is alone

No one

Than with one breathe he screams



He’s says there is never an answer, yet I’ve lived  on this road,it’s my house, all my needs are met on this road,I am confused,by rights you should,answers aren’t heard immediately,yet sometimes in the physical they are seen as a….

The man stops and just feels the peace of the moment, this road is where I’m suppose to be,the road is the answer

Sorry o haven’t been to visit all of you,I an trying everything I can to dig myself out of this whole  I appreciate and I am grateful for those whours just want to read,I’ll try some mre

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