Dead End?
- Sense Alexander
- Jan 17
- 1 min read
Up ahead, look! A dead end
Can't close my eyes, can't play pretend
I fear it's my funeral and I must attend
All the bad choices echo in my head
Drive every toss and turn in my bed
All the wrong things I have said
Every place I shouldn't have tread
Going my own way, I should be dead
Couldn't I get even a little cred?
My momma set the foundations right
But now I look right into the light
Is it too late? Is this my plight?
Could I change? Am I truly contrite?
All I can do is brace for the smite
Prepare for the end, hope I'll be alright
Yep, I am coming to a dead end
Oh wait, it is simply a bend
I'll worry about it more tomorrow
Today, I am happy with the status quo



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