mama told me never to talk to strangers
but what if those strangers were my age?
and they asked me for my number from a balcony?
i didn't see the harm
and ultimately there wasn't any
all i remember from that night
30 strangers and my two best friends
flashlights illuminating the rough path;
an off road with branches blocking the way
i remember the laughter that echoed in the darkness
and the screams upon reaching the abandoned house
goofin' in the moonlight
stepping into another world
the only thing that brought me back
was a scratch
and once we all reached back to reality
the lasers flashed from across the street into my hotel room.
Nov 25, 2018
Nov 25, 2018 at 5:49 AM UTC
mama told me never to talk to strangers
but what if those strangers were my age?
and they asked me for my number from a balcony?
i didn't see the harm
and ultimately there wasn't any
all i remember from that night
30 strangers and my two best friends
flashlights illuminating the rough path;
an off road with branches blocking the way
i remember the laughter that echoed in the darkness
and the screams upon reaching the abandoned house
goofin' in the moonlight
stepping into another world
the only thing that brought me back
was a scratch
and once we all reached back to reality
the lasers flashed from across the street into my hotel room.
took a sci-fi turn? anyway, more poetry coming from a field trip that i truly wont forget. i miss the company of those guys γιατι τα δικα μας ειναι φλορακια
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