Oct 2012
Dimly lit motel rooms
Dried tears of runaways on the vintage carpet floor
Emotions stain the walls like cigarette fumes
There’s a bible in the nightstand drawer
A reminder that there’s a piece of peace hidden amongst the chaos
Dried tears of runaways on the vintage carpet floor
Emotions stain the walls like cigarette fumes
There’s a bible in the nightstand drawer
A reminder that there’s a piece of peace hidden amongst the chaos
I challenged myself to write a poem for anyone and everyone of my friends that retweeted a tweet on my twitter. This is one of them.
