Gaining ground…

Chasing the curves of the interstates that have no true destination upon the landscapes. It’s just paved blacktop turning n twisting until my thoughts are erased. Confusing the reason of the travels that I cling to looking for home. As the world is before eyes to be seen so ever alone. Strange places become a norm n then old without a friend. But I haven’t turned around bcuz I haven’t gotten to its end. Somewhere the comfort awaits someone like myself. Maybe down a winding country road I’ll rest whole I can. Or perhaps on a beach with the sun showing me it’s okay to lay in the sand. Yet it’s not her nor there that I feel the need to stay. Bcuz I’ll be on the move until I come across that one familiar face. Possibly just outside a city or in suburbia with some fresh cut grass. All I know is the wheels spin for I believe this cannot be all there is. There’s gotta be another who makes me wanna live. By a bonfire under the stars to show things down. As luv’d ones shoot through just to hang about. So onward I push in search of where I truly belong. Sitting at intersections thinking left, right or straight n for how long? As I’ve been through n over the mountains that circle back. Even the dessert was a wasteland as of yet as days were blinded by the nights that faded to black. With each bend that leads to new sights to I’ve never seen. Nowhere is quite like a lifetime stuck in my dreams. From blue skies to storms of all kinds. It could be I’m running away to ease my mind. To somehow cross paths with a stranger I’d never wanna meet twice for the first time. As highways forget my name so I too can unwind…