These conversations never end. 
Repeated words still follow me again. 
Every time I walk around the bend, 
we talk this talk once again. 
All the help that you did lend 
kept me standing again and again, 
but now I need to mend 
life again. 
And I don’t intend 
to let these dreams drown again. 
I defend 
the choices I didn’t make then. 
My dreams and life will blend. 
It’s only a question of when, 
so let these words no longer send 
to somewhere I won’t return ever again.  

Conversations End
By, Melissa R. Mendelson