Winding Road

Screams shatter my ears. 
Down the winding road I go;
Visualizing all of my fears. 

A steady pace is what I seek.
One void of rocky cliffs and violent storms.
A chance to find solace at its peak.


No solace and no silence.
Storms full of conflict and pain arise.
As I stand, I see I need no guidance.
I seek peace, but find violence as my prize. 


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