I know I’m back to cutting it kind of close again. But I have a good reason this time! I’ve spent a good chunk of the day on the second round of developmental edits for Nightmares, book 3 in the Black Ops series. I’ve also done some plotting for book 4, which I’ll talk about later, and a totally different novel that’s been brewing in the back of my head. Yes, the plot bunnies have been multiplying exponentially around here. Anyway, #SwiftFicFriday gave us Michael Jackson’s A Place with No Name for our prompt this week. This time the prompt brought me back to some poetry instead of a story. Please do stop by and check out the other responses to this prompt; I promise they won’t disappoint!
This Journey
The road is so long and I’m so tired
I just wanna lay this burden down.
Through fires I have walked
when ashes rained down,
my hair grayed before my time.
I’ve carried this load in good times and bad
down winding lanes where cold winds blow
and frost rimes my hair.
The road is so long and I’m so tired
I just wanna lay this burden down.
So many miles I have now walked
I no longer know the score.
How much longer must I keep going
carrying this weight few others will bear?
For the darkness it holds hidden inside
seeps into your soul taking root within
and becomes your very own.
The road is so long and I’m so tired
I just wanna lay this burden down.
The peace at the end will be worth the price
of dragging this weight so far,
knowing I carry the weight of so many
that they don’t walk alone.
Someday this journey of mine will end
and I hope I will have done it justice.
The road is so long and I’m so tired
I just wanna lay this burden down.
Part author, part artist, all dreamer 