Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jun 2018
I guess one day I will travel
when I run out of Elavil
and my body becomes of ash and dust
carried by the four winds, wanderlust.
Brandon Conway
Written by
Brandon Conway  31/M/SC
(31/M/SC)   
290
         emnabee, Suzy, Jamadhi Verse and ---
Please log in to view and add comments on poems