Blind Alley

What if no one ever reads

the words that I’ve written.

then they will never know

why I could never fit in

to this life that has

too many borders

for me a person who found

it hard to follow orders.

Independent with no

particular plan to follow

left me isolated with

too much guilt to swallow.

Unable to explain

myself verbally,

I found myself been led

down a blind alley,

where all my dreams

and hopes were lost,

leaving me empty and

alone to count the cost.

photo of empty alley in between buildings
Photo by Yoss Cinematic on Pexels.com

 

Now I just write to

exorcise my frustration

and try to ease these

feelings of desperation.

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