This Wooded Path
This wooded path
Is neither dark nor light
And it leads me to chaos
Too many people have been hurt here before
And I refuse to sign my name to the list
Still, I travel on, in mixed company
Awaiting our imminent arrival
And now, I have tasted of a succulent fruit for the first time
He would have shared it with me
If my lips had not yet graced its skin
But it’s too late
And we’re already walking home
Copyright © Ashley Daly | Year Posted 2006
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