I feel the walls caving in
Around me, they start
I find myself in a tunnel
It's cold and turning dark
But I see a light ahead
Flashing on and off
I must quickly reach it
To find salvation from above
I walk, I crawl
I stumble, I fall
And I talk to myself through echo...
I can't find the missing piece
Why my life has begun to cease?
Yet I can't hold on, I must let go
I open my eyes, but there's no ambience
Then all stops and I hear the silence
It was too late to be saved from above
For the flashing light, has just turned off.
C. Vergara
04.13.2009
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