midnight roads

i'd nearly forgotten
the solitude
and occasional loneliness --
of late, late nights.

for the short time you kept me close,
for the short time you sang to me 'til dawn,
i'd nearly forgotten
the heavy road,
empty except for my soul.

and sometimes,
the solitude --
it shines bright,
a single serene star in the night.

yet
sometimes,
i'm blind.
i stumble,
and i fall,
and i must wait
the painful hours before i fall asleep
and find relief from impasse.

only to wake up the next morning,
and repeat it all again at night.

rest in the day,
travel at night.
midnight roads
steeped in a stream
of consciousness newly brought forth.

the reveal --
rose-colored,
or wracking?
i never know until the time comes.

walk with me,
until daylight.
watch with me,
the beauty
-- and the torture --
of the night.