Highwayman

Sitting at the beginning of where the road splits into two separate paths going in opposite directions, I think about everything that led me to this point. Sitting in the car with the music playing as the sky grew a dark purple to only slowly get eaten by the darkness, I let out a sigh wishing I was somewhere else.

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The roads themselves were meant to lead me to a new life, either one would've been better than the life I'm living now. One road had me traveling on it for a long time and just when it started to look like I was going somewhere, the car stopped and wouldn't go any further, I was only able to drive back to the beginning of where the road splits into two separate paths. So, I take the road I haven't driven on in ages, everything felt and smelled familiar and while I got happier with each passing second a dark presence came out of nowhere and everything suddenly turned rotten and rancid, causing me to speed back to this spot.

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And now sitting in the car at this spot, with the life I started out with and knowing there's no possible way of going further back, I begin to lose hope about ever finding any type of happiness while the sound of a bullet entering my skull or my neck snapping like a branch by the pull of a rope plagues my mind a blanket of relaxation suddenly covers my thoughts, letting me just sit in the car spacing out as the music drowned out all of the negativity.

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As a good road song begins playing, the car growls like a dragon when I start it up and I drive it onto a random road heading nowhere and I smile.