Trip to nowhere, meet with no-one
solitary highway, lonely road
something to do, nothing to be done
silence, stilling the mind, chilling the blood.
Crowded space, yet empty room
unmanned house, filled with gloom
dine alone, no company soon
dread, impending sadness, approaching doom.
Insomnia late, sleep deprived
ceiling unyeilding, pillows uncomforting
still listening, company arrive?
anxious, waiting, will she come a-knocking?
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