A Walk In The Woods

Worn, dusty shoes

Carried her here.

Stumbling, tripping, falling all the way.

Skies mourned with the puddles for her loss-

While the trees whispered their condolences with the wind.

Her path forked,

Giving her a decision.

Right or left.

Right or wrong.

Start

or

End.

A choice; her's to make

Her's to lose.

Her's to live with.

Eyes, black-

Tears smudged mascara,

Blurring her vision.

Faint lipstick kisses dotting her skin, fading away with her broken spirit.

Greasy hair,

Unwashed body,

Long fingernails-

The marks of someone who's given up.

She gave up-

No more decisions.

No more failures.

No more mistakes.

Her fork in the road would have to wait for another day,

A different day,

Not today.