dawn is dusking and birds cease chirping
america's arteries I'm constantly usurping
forevermore I have a nonessential rucksack fully packed
you never know when accoutrements become significant mass

from the beginning to the end and a thousand miles from the den
a stead to lop my hat is what I yearn most and determine to transcend
overdue in my motherland, I'm only missing peace in it's isolated form
silence, sunshine and amalgamation as I pass another field of corn

the asphalt seems outstretched each and every mile I wake
another day, another dollar, another bug murdered on my face
weathering bitter taste beyond the lines of winding time
existing each and every moment in a graceful, staggered bind

She loves me, and I'm forced to forcefully love her back
she wears the ravages of time, followed by yellow, white and black
She'll call me when it's time to leave and keep people appeased
She'll never know that it's me, the road warrior. B*tch, please.

Ugh no comments? It's the title, I know it :P Kind of ended this one prematurely though. I was getting frustrated and losing focus on the moment. So the last line is kind of out there but still gets the point across.

My appologies for submitting unfinished work! :P

No appologies needed,,, Unfinished or not,,, Your words are deep with heartfelt meaning

Danke LAMomma :D

Your ok...