My Fate Poem by audra king

I fell for you
But it was into
A deep dark pit that I fell.
You bent over the opening,
Let down a string,
And told me it was all good and well,
But it wasn't too strong
And not quite long
Enough to pull me toward you
So you abandoned me there -
A blank minded stare
Is my last image of you.
Unaided, alone
By myself, on my own,
Whichever way you'd like to word it -
'Neath my nails is the clay
From my attempt to dig my way
Out of here - but I failed.
I'm deserted.