Write 365: 1035 – What Happens Next?

Drifting down the quiet boulevard, just me and my thoughts
Palms sweaty, mouth very dry and my stomach in knots
Made wrong turns but this mistake ended in something tragic
No was was there a solution for this to occur quick
All I could do is worry about those involved and how life will change
Here we are at this bridge, waiting to jump with nothing to arrange
Shouldn’t have answered that phone call that set things in motion
A string of consequences from the cause that left me bitten