Dead End

Stop here
Don't go any further
Take another step
And you're only going to hurt her

Walk away
From the disastrous mess
You take more
She gets less

Doesn't make much sense
But to her it's clear
Turn the other direction
Watch her disappear

Inside out
Or broken into pieces
You don't really care
To look into the creases

A lonely day
Followed by a few more
This way, then that way
It's all a revolving door

© 2011, Alison Meyer