"Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods yet?
Are we out of the woods?"
***
It was like it was a mirror image of the past.
I remember something like this happening before and I can see it heading the same way.
Straight to the bottom of the cliff.
I cannot help but reflect and consider the what ifs.
And the maybes.
And the moments where I wish I could have changed many of things.
This is not what I intended.
This is not what I want.
I am trying to save this train wreck from disaster but the track is too hard not to follow.
We are Hansel and Gretel getting lost in the woods.
But I don't think we are smart enough to get out of this one.
***
Imagine if we could go back in time.
I don't want to dread or regret the past.
But the way you keep taking about it makes me feel like I made a mistake.
Like a did some huge injustice to the world.
It isn't just on me.
You called the shots with me.
You yelled: 'Action!'
Then we both whispered: 'Cut.'
Then it all stopped.
Because we had collided.
That fateful train wreck.
And now it is happening all over again.
***
"Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
Are we in the clear yet?
In the clear yet?
Good.
ARE WE OUT OF THE WOODS?"
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Dark Thoughts
Teen FictionSome thoughts that tend to come and go. Not necessarily uplifting either. Bits and pieces of the mind- my own mind. A series of short chapters that may or may not connect. Rated MATURE as this story may contain themes that may upset or trigger rea...
