The Tunnel©

Copyright 2014

By Felina Silver Robinson

I’m standing at the beginning

Of a long dark tunnel

There is no clear path to the other end

There is no light at its end

My voice bounces harshly off the tunnel walls

It smells old and moldy

It feels as though I’m not alone

As if the presence of past lives are by my side

But still it feels cold and lonely here in this tunnel

As I stand for a moment to catch my breath

I suddenly feel like there is no end to this tunnel

So I close my eyes and it all just disappears…

Of what it takes just to keep you