Tuesday, May 16, 2017

The Light At The End.

I stand alone in a crowded room
I open my mouth to scream a silent scream
My face is set in a stoic silence, inside I break into a thousand pieces.
There's a light at the end of the tunnel.  I spin around and the light is still there.
Which way do I go?
"Into the light!"
What do you do when there's a light at both ends?
When you give up your life because you owe it to others.
Which light do you choose?
Or is it safest to stay in the shadows where shadows don't disappoint.

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