DEAD END STREET
DEAD END STREET
It’s where I once lived
On a dead end street
As I try to think back
That road just ended
It was just like my life
When hope ran out
And there at the end
In a tall rusting fence
A locked metal gate
Part hidden in the trees
And I could make out
A path leading away
Perhaps to a realisation
That wherever that led
Was where I had to be
But I never had the key
To what may have been
Copyright © Howard Osborne | Year Posted 2023
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