Rebecca Wadak
@rebeccawadak391201
1 year ago
THROUGH THE TUNNEL - Becca_writes.
I gained consciousness and found myself in there.
I don't have a choice - no turning back, I've got to keep on moving.
Moving towards "hope" - light, letting me know I could make it out of this dark cage. Sometimes, I get lost, I loose track, I ask people around - it's just a waste of time- they never lend me a listening ear.
Sometimes I give up...I sit at the edge not caring about what's next, I bow my head, sometimes I bury it.
When my head's up, I watch cars come in and go out; some speeding, some on average.
Sometimes, I dare to gather up courage and ask for a lift, but as many times as I do, I'm being reminded that I'm in this alone.
I've got to fend for me- by myself.
A good old fellow told me that once, shortly before he passed.
He told me that after I made friends and they deserted me.
The old fella is a "goner" now ... leaving me to advice me.
Sometimes it gets pretty tough and I can't pretend that all is well, so I scream at the top of my voice for help.
''Help, I'm staying in here longer than necessary " .
"I don't see the light " .
"Eyes blind ".
"More trouble "
"I'm back to the foremost square." START !!!
By: Rebecca Wadak
#poem
