Road

I was in the dark,
as dark as the night...
full of trials on the way.

Should I protest?
What can I do?

I was isolated and helpless.
But I had to shout;
then I cried aloud..
still, they couldn't hear me out.

The deep silence ensued.
I couldn't reach them,
so I had to follow the footsteps.
I saw a sobbing child - 
waiting for his chance.
He asked for my hand.
I presented it freely.
I crawled beneath the dim,
sensing the right route.
I had to dive into its cruelties,
and moved all the way.
I met difficulties
but I thought of reposition...

I tried to wake up
from the dark road I've travelled.

darkhopelonelinessfree verse

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