A road somewhere

I have a big heavy load
a monstrous dark shape
shutting out all the light
hanging over the road
up and down the noise
the roar but I have seen
it all before and you weren't
always there oh peaceful
times were they not now
sad how sad am I with
so many leaves hanging
onto all my memories
pulling me down pulling
me down until I almost
touch the ground on which
you speed past again again
the roar my response a
darkening, in winter a naked
stark nothingness is all is left.