Tunnel of Darkness

Brick by brick and stone polished
Longer and deeper and smoother
The dripping of water, the echoes,
Crying and weeping far off
Where the tunnel leads me

Each thought of the past follows
Every barefoot step that I take,
The cold and the shivers and fear,
Memories like wide-eyed ghosts
Drifting along as I go

Nothing but bricks to the left
Nothing but stone to the right
Nothing but cold smoothness beneath
The flesh of my bony feet
As I face the lightless tunnel depths

Carrying an empty heart devoid
Of all and any kinds of love
I frown in the darkness, startled,
The crying and weeping far off,
Echoing from where the dark tunnel
Leads me

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