Alleys

In a dark alley where one denies reason
And emotions give way to paths long bidden ,
But not in the least necessary;

In a moment of confusion when you grasp and grope
on to something you thought felt right;

When, after a while, you realize,
It wasn't for you after all, when seen under the light
and that is was confusion that brought you here in the first place.
Somehow, you wish that the whisper you heard and heeded,
that called to you in the dark street
never sung it's sweet sound.

Though the light hurts your eyes, you get used to the idea
that, to save it, you had to leave 
And to try to forget though you know not 
How far the alley goes
nor where it leads

You accept today's pain to forego the greater pain
of having it longer and leaving
for time only consumes you later

You look at the hand that holds your own 
and wish  that you had another way
But under the light, the confusion ends
and acceptance fills it's void...
Slowly, you let go.