Hold
poem by:
Joshua JayShades Legister
Written
on Oct 12, 2017
Dark roads sometimes lead to the most derelict places Hearing noises you've never heard Or is it your imagination A tense feeling overcomes you, the dark engulfs you, thoughts of the things seen and unseen Can you hold until the end Dark roads can become tight windy roads Are your senses in check
Tags: Dark,
