• hurt_drunk 22w

    I was roaming on the roads of dreams,
    Examining each memory,
    Creating and enhancing the thoughts...
    Someone saw me and offered to drop me home,
    He was unaware that those roads are my sweet home..
    Where no one can change me,
    Where,
    it's me who is the king,
    It's me who is the slave...
    ©hurt_drunk