Walk me home
By Akasha Brown
Some days I wake up checking outta hotels and I don’t even know what state im in
Home never compares to the smile you took from my face
Or the one you placed there..
My lover my soul your rider until the end , remember ?
It could’ve been a mirage from my lack luster I’m not sure
I hope you remember me when your compass wanders and I do too..
the road is lonely
But nothing compared to the nights I shared the moon with you.
Your voice was the only thing I had on nights like these, where do I go ?
I didn’t have a family; not even a dog
Sometimes , my heart thinks you’re still here
What fool loves a beast more than you or me?
On a night like this? With a morning dew such as this..
We’re all just sinners walking each other home after all..
About the Creator
Akasha Brown
Biracial Oneida reservation writer and strong willed survivor of this world 💪🏽💯 let’s go.
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