Aftermath

A question endeavors to form
But it proves elusive,
Leaving me pensively
To ask, "Why?"

What then?

Left, again to myself at a crossing.

As a freight train hurling towards you in a blur,
So can life be at times.

Gaaarrryyy.......
Gaaaarrrrrrryyyyy....
Wherrrree arrrree
Youuuu

Beef with an attitude

What??!!
You want a piece a o' me?

getting to hope

an aged precarious path to hope,
fenced off to keep the despairing away.

weathered mysteries