Day: Aug 14, 2021

Nobody’s story ever resembles mine.

I don’t have the scars proving I fell from the highs,

And every soul I meet doesn’t have much to hide.

I tend to wonder –

What do they do with their nights?

Because I travel back to the roads I discovered,

I think about the lives I wanted to color

Just to end up in city crowds, always seeking cover.

The darkness calls again,

It wants to make me its lover.

-JW