Beautiful Destinations Read Count : 3

Category : Poems

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I once had this teacher

who had put a sticky note 

on the inside of my notebook

for that class.

The inside of each cover was full

of quotes, 

that I wrote on sticky notes.

Except for the inside of the front cover.

It had one open spot left.

You see, over the summer break of that year,

A fellow student of mine,

Was killed

by a car that hit him while he was walking early in the morning*.

I was dealing with it all very hard.

The class had to turn our notebooks in so that 

the teacher could check them.

Once we got them back, I had intended to

 fill that last spot space with a quote 

that I had found.  

But my teacher got to it first. 

When I opened my notebook, inside I found,

What I thought was the most amazing quote ever.

"Difficult roads 

Often Lead


Beautiful Destinations"

A truly beautiful quote.  

And from that day on,

I had seen the light at the end of the

very dark tunnel that I was headed down.

But as of today, no, as of August,

that light is now


And I'm surrounded by nothing 

but false hope,

and I'm tired of being played.


I want, no, I NEED someone, something

to pull me out of this hell hole

before I leave my way.

The "selfish", yet "easy" way.

Why do so many people think its

the easy way out?

Cuz it's really not.     I've tried

I don't know how many

times now



my way,

And it sure isn't easy.

It's hard,

so crazy difficult to do.

I've been there, almost making it out 

my way, only to have gotten

my timing wrong, or

not apply



 Always having what it takes to get 

to the door,

but never enough to

open it and go through.

                      Until now.

This feeling that I have,

is so much stronger

      than before.

I know if I try to leave

my way,

I'll make it.

But I need someone, 

or something,

to pull me out

before I try


Please, anyone!



Someone, please...








                     please just listen,

                           and maybe,



                            you'll hear 


                               cry for


              Because not all roads

                          lead to 

              Beautiful Destinations

                        in the end.


  • Ironic. The fact is no one can see the future.

    Dec 07, 2018

  • Maurice  Beres

    Maurice Beres

    The way you write the gift you have is extradinary-I cannot decide for you but can tell that after reading your incredible words- I will not only miss you but will be pained as well,we’ve never met but are connected by our words. I can’t imagine the pain that would be inflicted on those Close to you-the decision is s your -the teaching out is mine-let me hold your hand through our words🦋🦋🦋🦋🦋

    Dec 07, 2018

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