There is a tunnel,
I am running inside.
Searching for light,
It is my only hope.
I keep running,
With no apparent end.
I fall,
Get cut,
Wounds pacifying my crying heart.
It is shouting from within,
It doesn't know where to go,
It doesn't have anywhere else to go.
So, I keep running into the dark tunnel,
Searching for a light.
Which never seems to lighten my way,
Not today,
I don't think,
It will ever.
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ACHES [Wattys Winner 2015]
PoetryAin't we drowning but still floating in our complexities of love and hatred, happiness and sorrow & life and the journey. Short stories and poetry about true living i.e living through an ache and coming out of it. Want to meet my words in versatile...
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