There is a long narrow tunnel,
filled with pain, shrowded with misery.
Love and happiness is behind me,
while fire and agony lies in the front.
As I glance ahead of the fire, and agony,
I see success and pride.
I stop to think about which way to go,
an old soul once said, “to leave the past
behind you, and to never go back.”
When I look past success and pride,
I see irony. Which is a few steps short
of pleasure. Following that is the worst
thing that I ever seen.
“Death…” but after that would be the best,
“Heaven…” I have made my decision,
and I take a deep breath to begin my journey.