The door is locked
and your path blocked.
You can't turn back
anymore.
no
more time
You saw the signs
but still you chose
to ignore
Still once more
You try again
Though you know
you're in a bind
Your chances
are lost
and at what cost
did you think there'd be rest
where you see
none
YOU ARE READING
My Own Little World
PoetryA collection of poems I write when I'm bored. Anything from a doodle in class to a scribble after I've had a nightmare, these are my works. This is my little world.
