Written by Emily Harstone | November 2, 2016
“Hit the road, don’t come back!!”
Third attempt to escape from him.
Her words echoed. So I ran.
Nothing could prepare me for this
Serenity called him, afoot he sought.
Bike lodged on angel’s railroad track.
This road less traveled, wasn’t mine.
A journey destroyed by its path.
The bike seemed intact, not him.
Any car, to escape the cold.
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“Hit the road, don’t come back!!”
Third attempt to escape from him.
Her words echoed. So I ran.
Nothing could prepare me for this
Serenity called him, afoot he sought.
Bike lodged on angel’s railroad track.
This road less traveled, wasn’t mine.
A journey destroyed by its path.
The bike seemed intact, not him.
Any car, to escape the cold.