The people remain silent
Piercing stares
"What have I done?"
This was neither the high road
Nor was it the low road
For I took the wrong road
The metal and plastic hit the floor
Clank
The pool gets larger
"Who was he?"
His children will be weeping
His wife will break down
What will come of them?
What will come of me?
Alas, I did this of my own free will
The people remain silent
Time slows
Recollections
Recollections of the bad things
Recollections of the good things
These things I will never have again
For I avoided the high road
Bypassed the low road
And I took the wrong road
The puddle grows
My eyes water up
Tears flow
"What have I done?"
The people remain silent.