What if I had turned back that day Made a quick U-Turn at the beginning What if I had walked alone Instead of with the devil
By Jordan Elizabeth6 years ago in Poets
I stare at the door Imagining myself turning the handle The cold metal in my grasp I even can hear the subtle click But still,
This warmth around me—so familiar Security blanket; a mothers' touch I am a child, so fragile and naïve Arms slither around me—deadly serpents