To See The End

I packed my bag with empty frames
And a pint of vodka.
The frames were for memories
The drink for my devochka.
We took the road down south
The road that leads to perdition.
I lit a cigar as the music echoed
With Denver's dulcet rendition.
We took a break to see the sun
When she drank away the bottle.
And there we were on the road again
With my bare foot on the paddle.
She clutched my shoulders gently
And closed her eyes to pray
It was till this moment I realized
My life's been a Groundhog day.
I wiped off her kohled eyes
Which were filled with tears
We have come a long way
Crossing all frontiers.
'We are happy to leave everything behind.
''The world forgetting, by the world forgot."
Let us keep faith in God,
So that everything is not lost.'
The life that lays ahead of us
Is too hard to comprehend.
"My life is worth the living
I don't need to see the end."