The tunnel
long and narrow,
very dark
and ominous.
Now seems
clear and bright,
with a
white light.
As I walk
down the tunnel,
another runs
past me.
And when
I get to the
source of the light,
I see two figures
together in warm embrace.
Then I realized
you were stolen,
from me.
YOU ARE READING
Samy's Poetry
PoetryA little bit of poetry from this crazy mind of mine. Hope it helps you feel something. Maybe even think something. <3