a winding lane to a new beginning.
please take me there
a lonely road to a grand awakening
please bring me there
roads that wander into the horizon
i'm tired of living here.
my world is a mess, my sun has not risen
i want to get out of here.
YOU ARE READING
cold nights, city lights
PoetryPoetry inspired by long nights spent staring into the galaxies, and letting my mind wander with my eyes.
