Two Roads

When Hell

Is the only door

Left

There is no getting out

No running away

No separate route

 

You can beg

You can scream

Steal

Cheat

Bargain

Or kill

Try as you might but

Two options remain still

 

Stand up for your right

Or

Submit to the fight.

 

 

Baited

I was captured

on a sunny day

with that sharp

sparkling line

The invitation cast

manipulation

My mouth may be hooked

yet I cannot help

to laugh along with you

For it was my own fault

I followed you to the shore

I wanted to know more

You showed me your feet

and danced on the beach

I was enticed

by the glow of the lights

But it was all for show

I didn’t know

and now

even though

you tore me apart

I sit here on display

as your trophy

polished and beautiful

but

gutless

and missing my spine

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