The highway of eternity.

[Mercury]

A brisk wind greeted me as I walked out the door. Warding of the cover of night, the parking lot glowed in the incadesent lights. The night air, like the wind, was frigid.

Something was tugging at me, something I couldnt put a finger on at the time. As I drove off, I looked over at the empty parking lot. For some unkown reason, I slowed to a halt and watched the leaves dance in the wind across it.

The sound of a passing semi snapped me from my trance. I drove on, turning onto 401 as I do everynight. Nothing, just like the parking lot, there wasnt a soul on the road. Just me traveling down the paved black top under the canapoy of stars. Bored from familiarity, my mind began to wonder.

There came a point when the line of definition between the road I travelled down, and the roadway of my mind became a blur. I'm not sure at what point that was.

9 years ago, it wasnt a road that my soul travelled down, but a twisting, undulating knot of dark colors and shapes, writhing in pain and intense hatred.

I headed down the highway of eternity guided only by a lack of any choice of direction, and illumintated by what little energy i have left.

There were no stars, there was no moon. Only the ribbon of layed asphalt, and blur of trees. No matter how long I go, how fast I go, the landscape is the same, there is never a break in the monotony of it.

I begin to feel fear creeping through my body and mind. I look at my rear view mirror. Nothing. Emptiness, same of the landscape ahead. But what I fear lurks behind me. Close behind. Never tiring, unrelenting, it drives me foward. I push the accerlerator down. IT paces me without so much as a hesitation.

No matter how wide the throttle plate is open, no matter how fast I am going. They are there. Masquerading in the cover of darkness. Threatining to swallow me if I slow, or tire. I have to keep pushing myself, driving my self foward. Even though its blindly with out direction.

The past cannot be shaken, and will not let itself be forgotten. It will not allow to be left behind, or pushed aside. It will not allow me to forgive. Its there, always drawing closer and closer till the pain becomes unbearable as it has before. No matter how hard I try how hard I work myself, its there. Right behind me.

I am begining to lose energy. I can not run forever, but I fear what has almost happened before will happen again if I slow. I hope and pray that someone else will occupy this road along with me. Maybe they will scare away what it is that follows me with such intensity.