Crossroads

Crossroads.
Two roads diverged
in a yellow wood.
But this time,
there is no happy
ending.
Only darkness
and empty promises.

I begged you not to.
Told you it would only
end in suffering.
Asked you to turn back
so you couldn’t cause me pain.
But you did
what you wanted.
And now here we are.

Staring into darkness.
Wondering what
the future holds.
And hoping
that you make
the best decision.

All those days
when you were by my side.
Thrown out the window
without a second thought.

Shaky hands.
Uncertain feet.
Twisting heart.
What will it be?
I already know
we all get hurt
at the end of this.

So make it quick.
Make it painless.
Give up on me.
This is the last place
I want to be.

Stuck at a crossroads
with two empty promises:
you never leave
or you’ll always love me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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February 4, 2018 at 2:28 PM
The poem is great and is like a ride along the road, and going into collisions.
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