Going through passages, from which, I shouldn't have made it through
Found myself in this dark, and sordid place of just sorrows
Standing so still, then I just started to cry.
Decided I have to make a very fast dash,
To take me from here as fast, and so far...away
From all this miserable place, that my eyes didn't want ever again to see.
Where do I go from here,confused, my poor mind started to ask;
Causing me a lot of irritation and also lack of my sleep,
I started to walk away, or should I say, I just ran...away.
Things, had gotten back there just too sticky, and much for me really to take,
How did I get myself in such an ordeal? That's something for sure, I'll never know,
And since that day, I haven't looked back, to wherever I just came from.
Dorian Petersen Potter