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No Turning Back


No Turning Back

Parting rivers.
Parting ways.
The truth laid bare
at my feet

Deep dark secrets hide
within converging storms.
A cadence of emotions
marching by.

My words are not your words.
We speak in different tongues.
It is as if you know the answer
before the question is posed.

You know me so well
yet not at all.
Fragments of life
falling into oblivion.

Forlorn and forgotten,
forsaken and lost.
Death closes the door
that love once opened.

Parting ways,
there is no turning back.
Time does not allow
such luxuries as that.

Article © Ann Christine Tabaka. All rights reserved.
Published on 2019-02-18
Image(s) are public domain.

1 Reader Comments

Rando Mithlo
07:57:48 AM

Nice piece about people at arguably our lowest moments-thanks for sharing.

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