Disappear

Along the open road
I am quietly walking
Intently listening for the melody
Fervently searching for the words
Could there be a song in my brokenness?
Left here on my own
Not a soul in sight
Longing just to hear some recognizable sound
Waiting to feel a familiar embrace
If there is a song from my brokenness, will I be able to sing it?
I do not know where this road is leading
All signs seem to have evaporated
Ahead in the distance
Someone stirs
Are they walking away?
Are they walking towards?
I just want to stop and sit
Stay here and disappear

 

 
©2010 Melissa Meador Wilson