Wednesday, 20 December 2017

walk alone


Walk alone, Along dark roads home

Cold air freezes my tears, as i remember the years

Dark skies bring dark thoughts

dark minds take on dark times

A saviour, a safety net, a blessing

A fleeting feeling, freeing, a dream of better

A close shave, Blood flowed, the hurt, the hurt,

the hurt it mellowed fleeing

Chance meetings, gave me belief

A new path, set free a better brighter me.


Thanks for reading.
Kyle

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