Rotten Thoughts Poem by Estefano Molina

I walked out the door
With nowhere to go
Just started walking
The sun on my back
down the service road
against the traffic
I don't like parks
they're too crowded
I like to be alone
with my thoughts
I'm finally free
Within my head I roam
As I slowly stroll
Down the gravel road
Under some trees
In the cool shade
I rest these ideas
Restless thoughts of mine
I have come to the conclusion
That they are here to stay
Locked inside my head
I'll learn to live with them
Before they escape me
And hopefully take them with me
Where no one can follow me