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Up ahead was the tunnel,
Dark, unyielding.
Hollow like the cavity
That ate away at his heart.

They said he was prepared;
Ready, for battle,
Though deep inside,
He knew he was not.

Yet the voice still pushed him forward:
No breaks, only pressure.
Steady, but he felt
It get stronger each day.

Or, was he weaker?
Slowly eroding away.
Stones on the ocean floor,
Thrown around by the force.

Blinded, he felt,
As he walked into the darkness.
The path quickly fading
Leaving him lost, alone.

Should he be fine
Like they said?
He was different:
Strange, but

What if it was them
Who needed to change?
To let up, cut slack,
Relax the force.

By now, he was swallowed;
Shrouded in black,
Yet somehow the clouds
Had cleared from his mind.

The tunnel was cold, and in
That way it shook him.
So closing his eyes,
He turned back around.

Numbly, he went, down
The path he'd come in on,
Realizing now, what he 
Should have for a while.

There was no point
In torturing himself
Just because others
Said it was so.

If he didn't have the desire
To go down that road,
Nobody could force him
And make him suffer.

As he approached the exit,
He squinted in the brightness,
The sunlight that hit him
Filling the cavity in his heart.

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