Seeking Exit

 

She walks and walks
And then everything’s dark
It’s a deep dark tunnel
With nothing good about it

The road is clear
But she trips
Over and over again
No ruts, no hitches

Tears rolling down
A lump in her throat
There’s no one around her
Nobody but the eerie murk

She feels sore
She feels disconnected
From the world, from everyone
From herself

She hates it
No one to talk to
No one to embrace
She likes being alone, not

Until she hears a voice
“There’s light ahead my dear
Only if you manage to cross this
Ur not alone!”

She looks around
But no one
She feels a force
A force around her

Compelling her to fight
Fight against the gloom
She was alone
But not unaccompanied

She will battle
Against this fiery monster
She walks and walks
And it’s still dark

Too Late? Too Bad!

Its funny how we grow up listening to one group of people always whine around us, “Live with it, People change” and another group that says, “True Friends are forever, in the worst times as well”. I believed it until I discovered a theory of my own.

I don’t think people change, probably they were always the same but your perception has changed. Probably someone always told you how bad he was, but you were absolutely blinded and worshipped him blindly until a day arrived when there was no turning back. You’ve had enough of it and you say to yourself, “People do change, can’t believe he did this to me”.

“Friends are there in the worst times, but who says I need them only when I’ve had a break up, or when I’ve squabbled at home.” There are times when we wonder, “It’s such a big day in my life, such an important moment, and my friend who I thought cared isn’t there?” And maybe what that friend may assume is, “Oh she’s happy, so I’m happy! What more does she want?”

And by the time we realize that, probably it’s too late, perceptions have altered, friends have flawed, the dead end has arrived in port but people around you still persist, “Live with it!”