Our Situation
One foot out the door,
The other stayed behind.
All prepared to flee,
Our situation, lead lined.
The last time we shared,
Before the door was slammed.
Yelling to be fixed up,
Our situation is damned.
The flow of our innocence,
Disturbed by all of the guilt.
Angels can't save us now,
Our situation can't be rebuilt.
Debt has hit home hard,
Low on love and a friend.
Reached under to negatives,
Our situation's met an end.
Copyright © Writing Muse | Year Posted 2023
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