Wounds

We were lost

Looping

The same trail

You blamed me

But that's nothing new

If only you would yield

Give pause

Take a breath

See what I see

The snake

Brown with specks of gold

Waiting

For our decision

Continue

Down the dusty path

Or

Off trail

Through thicket

Prickly bramble

Knowing choices

Lead to consequences

Sometimes we want to exit

But the wounds

Are all we know