No moving forward
No going back, or U-turns
No changing my mind
No right or left, up or down
No help in sight, just the dark.
Nothing but silence
No spark of inspiration
No questions allowed
No dreams left, within my reach.
No more options, a dead end.
Caren E. Salas
Photo: roadtrafficsigns.com
Robert Lee Brewer's Wednesday Poetry Prompt: a dead end poem
No comments:
Post a Comment