Parkway Drive: The Traveler

by JaneDoeWrites   Sep 9, 2013


You bring a rain
the likes of this town ain't ever seen,
you grab my hand and lead me
out onto that asphalt sheet:
the road that leads to everywhere and no where
but is always straight.

It's been three straight days
and I've called every hospital within
50 miles of this place,
I hate when you go missing like this.

Oh, the line between anger and worry
is thinner than a Feburary ice,
if you run, then I'll too, and I won't think twice...
I can't stand it when you go missing like this.

So speak if I ask it:
Were you coming or going when our paths crossed,
tumbleweed?

You bring a rain
the likes of my eyes've never seen,
charm my heart back onto that asphalt sheet:
the road that leads to everywhere and no where
but never winds.

So speak if I ask it:
Which way are we heading,
your way or mine?

Because you know as well as I do
that you're no good for me,
but I'm too scared to let you walk alone
and you're too selfish to let me leave.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Beautiful Soul

    Crystal, crystal, crystal. Wow. Just freaking wow. The title is my favorite title I have ever read honestly. I love parkway drive as it has so many hidden meanings to it. And the poem definitely reflects it's message. I'm not going to break this down, because I cannot do it any justice. The metaphor here is very deep and well written. While I was reading this my first thought was going missing as a literal sense, but I don't believe that to be the case here. I believe this person was or is a shell of whom they used to be as in depression makes them a whole different person. My reason for saying that is the hospital. Not psyically missing but emotionally. As in suicide, self harm... Ect.. Each stanza here holds it's own story of emotions and you brought them all together well. Well enough to make a beautiful poem. It's a shame this has no comments. Anyways that ending... You are too afraid to be alone and you are afraid for them to be alone. Outstanding. 5/5

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