My wandering soul lingers along those dark roads. Thoughts poking my reasons at midnight; hope coming to terms with my questionable decisions. Sinister voices are pushing for a change in my nature. They dangle delights, often tricks, for me to savor. I traverse the wicked unknown, seeking my way home.
Traverse
Published by David W. Jones
David is a writer and blogger who enjoys creating literary expressions about everyday life. He is a published poet and currently doing reviews, creative writing, and storytelling. David's interests include narrating point-of-view scenarios, documenting non-fiction, and writing scripts for film and television. View all posts by David W. Jones
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