Traveling Alone

14 Apr

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I travel alone every day.
I wake up every morning,
thinking of how to survive the day again.
Coffe is my first savior.

Trafic already pumps in its usual speed
and I am wondering
if today is the day that I can forget you.

You departed in the foggy morning.
Leaving only memories for me.
We used to travel together,
every day of the week.
The same bus, the same road.
Dark shadow is my companion today.
And each day.

So now I travel alone.
Thinking if how to survive these routes.
Nobody to talk to,
nobody to argue with.

But I’ll be fine.
Today is a good day.
In the distance of my days I see
that at the end
I’ll be fine.

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7 Responses to “Traveling Alone”

  1. summerstommy2 April 14, 2016 at 9:15 am #

    I loved this approach to the prompt…so well done, beautiful poetry….thanks for contributing to the tale weaver…

  2. debi April 14, 2016 at 10:31 am #

    I like this look at overcoming and the promise of thriving

  3. Laura Bloomsbury April 14, 2016 at 4:29 pm #

    telling lines indeed “and I am wondering
    if today is the day that I can forget you.”

  4. MyLovingWife April 14, 2016 at 8:40 pm #

    Bittersweet. Yet hopeful. Beautifully done.

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