I've driven down that road many times over. A steep drop, followed quickly by an ascension back to reason. Trees line both sides, blanketing the fears which swirl around me. The night sky sees my soul. The music plays in the background like a friend who never fails to understand. I can't help, but smile. I may feel alone, but I am my best companion when I know the weaknesses and fortunes of me. I will not waiver when my heart is questioned and pushed. It is the least I owe to the man behind the darkened glass. Fear can pound hard against your chest, and render you paralyzed at your most peaceful moments. Heartache can tear your soul apart, and alter the lens through which you see the world. It will bend your soul, and paint it with the darkest colours not known to exist. It will push you against the cement wall, until you beg for mercy. What will all of this make of me? Maybe nothing at all. It may all be simple facts, and nothing more. I once read that, someones soul can be seen through their eyes. I close mine for now, until the next morning when a glow will give me courage to open them again. I will drive in the dark again, with the stars above reminding me to smile every step of the way. Maybe one day the roads will level a little more, and the music in the background will ask me to dance.
