The Detour...

I stumble, I fall, I grope my way
through the pits and snares of life.
The path was clear when time was kind
and rewarded me so well.
That all changed, the straight road began
to curve and wind then a sudden turn,
a detour, then a dead end.
I’m left with only looking back, I see nothing
ahead. How did I get to the end?
Should I have stopped to access?
I no longer remember.  I stand alone
peering into the darkness listening
to the beat of my heart and a voice
in my head that’s screaming for help.
But there is no help at the end,
just the end, alone forever...