The Road to Nowhere

Driving down the street, the sun is out and it's a beautiful day.
All around I see people I know, and they acknowledge my presense.
I feel happy. Energized. Life is good.
There are no obstacles in my way. Riding with me are my friends. We laugh and joke and are very close.
I pull on to a side road. There aren't as many people, and it is evening. The sun is going down.
The road is in disrepair and driving becomes more difficult.
I am growing tired. One of my friends has disappeared. The car grows quieter.
It is now Autumn. The leaves are turning color and falling off trees.
Summer, sunshine, warmth and happiness say their last goodbyes. There's something in the air.
I turn, yet again, on to another road. The sign reads "Dead End, No Outlet".
It is Dark. The street lights are not lit.
There are no people anywhere. Everything seems so desolate. So bleak.
The temperature drops. Winter has set in. Everything that once was alive now looks as if it is dead or dying.
The icy, biting, razor-like fingers of the Winter air creep in to the car. I am chilled to the bone.
My friends are no more. I am alone. No more Kindred Spirits. No one knows who I am. No one cares.
The car is void of noise. The only sound is the deafening silence of my own thoughts.
The music is over. This is The End.

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