Traffic

My sadness is a blind worm Digging and going forward Onward and downward Toward an imagined light To see Thought is weak, a leaky bucket My heart is heavy, my eyes are bloody I smile to a world that does not care Or even notice that I am dying To be seen Clear skies, the stars are gone Sudden clouds are a grin, mocking me My head is spinning from looking up And going around in circles; there’s nothing To see Words are traffic signs on the Highway of my soul; stop ‘n go Life’s a dead end, a one way street Tires screech, here I stop, hoping To be seen