I Kept On Walking

One day, I gave it all up. And boy oh boy, when I tell you. My sight, weakened. I fell into a hollow crack of failure. The pit was black as the depths of a mysterious ocean. And the walls cold as an ex-boyfriend’s defiant stare. My feet, dried in cement blocks. And believe me, when I tell you. I tried to walk. And yes, the task was a difficult one. This hollow prison echoed my cries of pain. But I’ll tell you. I lifted my legs with all my might; until I fell on the floor. But still, I kept on moving. No matter the obstacle I faced along the way. And oh yes! When I tell you, as I continued to crawl. Those cement blocks began to break. Oh yes they did. So I kept on crawling. Crawling until I saw the light from the crack I fell into. I heard the cement blocks crumble to the floor and echo. I felt my feet regaining strength. I saw the light intensifying. I emerged from the hollow crack of failure; liberated. My eyes, blinded as if first opened. And believe me, when I tell you. Once my sight became clear, I kept on walking.