Cul-de-Sac

Why still so much to proove?
He smiles, plotting his next move.

With one more sniff in the darkness
I'm enlightened to your deceit.
'sweet dreams are made of these'.
she selling her moves. I'm accepting
my defeat.

It burns down the throat, delights
in the bloodstream.
Tonight, I yield to your dream.

Trying to bask in the neons of night.
He called Jack and Jack called white.

I run with hope to the avenues, but I'm
hit back in the cul-de-sac.

As I wipe away this tear.
Your evil I've consumed still nothing
that I fear.

6 thoughts on “Cul-de-Sac

    1. Many times have I myself walked this lonely road back to the cul de sac these may be words of wisdom how what not to do in the future thank you πŸ™

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