Theres something liberating about walking down the middle of a road
Houses on either side
Nothing in front, nothing behind
Just you, and the road.
Theres a feeling of safety,
but complete vulnerability
And you don't realise it,
but there could be eyes, watching you from windows up high
from hidden places, places we do not realise even exist.
Maybe on day we will discover them.
So I walk, with my head held high,
and with quiet sureness of myself.
Hoping that maybe someone will notice.
But I am content, walking alone.
I know where I am going,
and I do not forget where I have been.
I like this road, with its cobbles
its ups and downs,
its twists and turns,
and its my road, I have it all to myself.
Come and walk with me, for a while
we can talk, we can laugh....
Maybe we have the same destination.
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