Hello, Do you hear me now? I’ve been lying to the truths that fumble within me. I cannot hold anymore what’s carved inside the spirit of a wanderer of mines covered in coals of truth. It burdens the lights and creak the blood out. Let me hear the noises as the thorns sting what’s sour and let the screech be heard when I keep my mouth shut.
It’s been a long road to the end of the tunnel. The light at the end tempted and drew me towards itself. As I walked and walked and walked, I realised that the tunnel is where I belong. The darkness taught me things that light couldn’t ever. I heard myself in that eerie calmness. I made a lifelong friend there. I owe everything to the tunnel.
As soon as I walked out in the light, I disappeared.
~Krupali writing with Cryptic’s World