Here I sit in a pitch black room looking at the table covered in my sweet escape. Just one more. That's all I need. Just one more hit
By Rayven Nespoli7 years ago in Poets
What do you see? You see homeless, drunks and druggies. What do I see? I walk these streets, I see their stories We rely on the kindness of others. We hike the distance to eat, sleep and make our commute.