Posted on Jun 26, 2012


Tomorrow she dreads
Not the stomach for it
But when all done and said
No choice her teeth she grits

No her choice going through with this
Maybe other opportunities may come
But will better ones be missed
If she chooses this one?

She’s been let down by many of late
Even by herself worst of all
Fallen into a pit of self-hate
Maybe she has missed her call

Maybe tomorrow she’ll change her mind
Take a huge risk and try something else
Anything but this is worth a try
She doesn’t want to put herself through hell

Posted in: Poetry