it's dark.
nothing but black.
I see a light.
the size of a pin point.
I run.
I run until I can't breathe.
I'm desperate to get out.
but the light isn't getting any closer.
I'm still running.
and out of breath.
I have hope.
but then I fall.
I'm stuck in this tunnel.
I'm lost.
no one knows where I am.
no one cares.
I lie on the cold wet cement.
and I cry.
{m.s.}
YOU ARE READING
alone in my thoughts
Poetrythis is my way of catching my breath this is my way to stop crying this is my road to recovery this is my protection if you have something rude to say, please read another story and keep your thoughts to yourself.