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The Journey It took me much longer Than I would have liked To evade capture And make it back to you. Try as I might, I just wasn't strong enough To go at a faster pace Than a sluggish stumble.
I made it down the road Staggering past glaring street lamps Huffing my way up hills Keeping to the shadows So no one could see me from their apartment windows.
There was no one outside the safety of their home; Few citizens had disobeyed curfew Since the plague had taken over. The streets were empty, And the moon rose Like a glowing jewel Whose light would incinerate everyone outside But me For if they disobeyed the rules And left the safety of their home Heaven knows They would suffer the consequences.
It must've been close to midnight.
The only thing keeping me From passing out Due to exhaustion And the drugs your father had frequently dosed me with In those horrible, horrible labs Was the thought Of seeing you again.
Because you, Dearest, You were my Hope.
Without you I had nothing to live for Without you The struggle, The fight, and The journey Would all be pointless.
