Alone on a road

I tremble for I stand alone

I have no comfort, nothing to calm my mind as it wonders

My thoughts race because I stand alone on a cold road leading no where

My eyes have nothing to focus upon so the stare glazed over

When my visual haze clears I see a figure in the distance,

There far far away stands a man old and withered by the world

He stares at me and I stare at him, deeper and deeper I stare but don't recognized him

Once again I tremble for I am afraid of him

Then I realize the man is me, defeated by the world, and in a flash he is gone

I run to where he was standing

But the road drains my will, I gasp for breath and struggle for energy but as I move I wither

With every movement my very life is drained, exhausted I stop

And with my last bit of strength I turn around

There in the distance I see a young man alone and afraid

My heart breaks for him, because i know the pain that lies ahead of him

For the young man is me