Which Way? by Jayla S.

for Mom



Not knowing what turn to make,
I turn.

Not knowing which step to take,
I walk.

Is there anyway out?
I am so trapped, so closed in.

Burried under lies and pain
locked behind doors and walls

Listening to her voice...

Take my hand; trust me.

Playing over and over...
Still, there's no way out.

So where to go from here?
Which way is out; I quit.