BETWEEN

Stretches of solitude
traveled in silence,
except for the stereo in the head
replaying the songs
from places left behind.

Between is the endless highway
journeyed by the mind,
is a road of reflection
where you are never sure
when you’ll reach the next realization.

Questions left unanswered
ride in the passenger’s seat,
hitchhikers picked up
on other journeys made alone.

Can’t stop the drive towards discovery,
though worried about ending up out of fuel
from the lack of insight’s refill,
shifting gears to pass the barren landscapes
for fear of breaking down,
there is no tow truck you can call
if stuck in a wilderness of facts
you prefer not see,
hurrying to reach a destination beyond being stranded
from running on empty
in the gas tank of truth.