All trains gone
Its time to go home
Get out of here
However you want
This poisonous city
Where everyone knows
Who do you pay for what
Whats your poison bro
It's all within a phone call
Tell me what do you want
Decide and let's go
Discover midnight trails
Jazz mixes with rave in my
Half damaged brain
It rains outside
It's hot and sunny
It doesn't make sense
What if there is none
You fall down
You fall fast
But you can't seem to touch the ground
YOU ARE READING
a young and old dog
PoetryHere's gonna be a collection of my many sketches. Short and long poems and stories. Hope some of you enjoy a piece of me
