Alone3

poem by: John Prophet
Written on Aug 19, 2023 

Alone.
Choices
made.
Reflections
of what
could
have been.
Too late!
What
never
will be.
Opportunities
squandered.
Tossed
aside.
Cavalier
attitude.
Winding
path to
nowhere,
solitude.
Alone.
Relationships
gone.
Families,
lost
in the
mist.
Abandoned.
Directions
ignored.
No going
back.
Back
to a
simpler
time.
Time
before
decisions,
before
mistakes.
Chance
for different
choices,
paths
to walk.
Different
outcomes.
Too late.
Now,
just alone
in the
rain.

 

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