Do Not Venture Out Alone

Bad things happen when you wander out alone and get caught up with the clueless boy that you were never supposed to be with.

I was a deer in headlights.

I froze.

Having convinced myself that crossing the road

would be a good experience,

I dove into the street.

Embedded in my thoughts was a reminder of danger,

yet there it was.

Slowly getting closer

But frozen, I couldn’t move or think.

The hit was gentle,

Slowly pushing me back.

The sedan had no intention of stopping,

And I thought I wouldn’t either when I dove into that street.

My mind lost control,

And I pulled away from the moment.

Breathless with little injury,

I walked away,

The sedan by my side

Until I bounded into the field now frozen in awe at what they had seen.

 

They had told me many times not to venture to the road.

Sedans, hummers, and oldsmobiles, they all know the code.

Those streets are not the normal streets, their intentions are unknown.

And finally, I learned not to venture out alone. 

Author's Note

It's a metaphor for when a clueless boy kissed me, but it was my fault for even going out with him. Let me know what you think. I haven't written in a while, so I might be rusty. Please review :)

Reviews

[Nikki Hughes]

Just not enough emotion behind the words. Also starts like a poem I read a couple years ago.