Dark

A stretch of highway
Driven daily 
Now a place of discarded tokens
Representative of hope lost
No journey to be made, no access given
Next to the coffee, a bracelet
Loud music playing
A morning just like all the others
The car window opens
The little object flies out
The car continues on without slowing
Rain falls
And "Believe" sits in the mud
By the side of the road
Forsaken
And this time
Faerie goes dark for good
No climbing back for it
Like all the other times
Unpleasant smile tugging at her lips
Eyes dark, relief in the letting go of that which is futile
Gossamer wings turn to ash
If there were actually a hell
It's honesty would be preferable
To the illusion of a greater good
Perhaps in the end
It is all random
It matters not
The light has gone out