A tunnel,
inches away
from me.
Dark, no light -
encompassing my very being.
Hallow -
empty, gone.
Where is my soul?
Is it lost i the tunnel,
or is it waiting for me on
the other side?
I'll never reach it.
I'll never grasp it again.
I will cut my losses -
lose my way
and never find myself,
again.
Nov 17, 2012
Nov 17, 2012 at 4:35 PM UTC
A tunnel,
inches away
from me.
Dark, no light -
encompassing my very being.
Hallow -
empty, gone.
Where is my soul?
Is it lost i the tunnel,
or is it waiting for me on
the other side?
I'll never reach it.
I'll never grasp it again.
I will cut my losses -
lose my way
and never find myself,
again.
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