It was, for you, unthinkable.
But now? What is your paltry will
To stop your world breaking apart?
To heal your aching, bleeding heart?
Unthinkable! But that was then.
And this is now. What happens when
Your desperate plans, your only hope
Is severed like some fraying rope?
Your erstwhile friends scatter and flee
Whenever your approach they see?
The recourse you would never need
Perhaps is your sole course indeed!
What once you’d never contemplate
Returns like some avenging Fate
To mock your efforts at escape.
Your worst outcomes are taking shape.
Now something different you must do:
For there is no-one else, just you.
You feel the wild and perilous thrill
To think what was unthinkable.