I sat alone on the side of a road

Left there to die. Left there to mold

My eyes didn’t blink. My expressionless face

Stared straight ahead hoping for an intimate embrace.

Mere months before, as she skulked through her pain

I sat by her side. I felt her disdain

On that car seat of life. My emotional support

Seemed to run dry. Convicted alone in an empty court.

But don’t act surprised, you’ve seen me before

That sad teddy bear sitting alone on the shoulder

Of jet black roads which lead nowhere

With cold kapok and mud-splashed hair.

But don’t shed a tear. Not for me

My life is no more painful than yours

Just full of veiled snares, steep stares, and empty prayers

But most of all… imaginary roads which lead to somewhere.