Oct 2015
a freight train of
words
run my mind,
they pass through
plains and
pick up passengers
who stay for awhile,
then leave
when they
no longer need
a ride.
words
run my mind,
they pass through
plains and
pick up passengers
who stay for awhile,
then leave
when they
no longer need
a ride.
i wrote this almost a year ago in my journal completely forgot about it.
