No Escape Poem by Emily Myers

Here we are.
Is this how its all got to end?
A knife in the back from
the one we considered a friend.
We start from the beginning
and we end from the start
Their blade in my back
and your fist through my heart.
The choices i am making
will determine my fate.
Can i change my mind?
Is my screaming too late?
I am tossing and turning
as i lay in your bed.
My ecstasy is terror
my passionate dread.
I strike another pose
and you push the button.
The cold flash resounds
and leaves me with nothing.
You capture the moment
a split second too late.
But now i am frozen
and i can't escape.