Mostly fictional ramblings and assorted thoughts that fell from my head to languish in a journal or on a scrap of paper until I finally swept them up and dumped them here for safekeeping.
Saturday, January 09, 2016
Unfinished Poem — driving for a living
I’m driving for a living and I’m driving cuz I’m lost. I’m searching for some answers, don’t care what they cost.
I’m running from the demons that followed from my past. I need to find a real friend before I breathe my last.
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