Alone

Alone

In a cold ancient tunnel
Where there is no end
Where darkness encloses
And wrong and right blends

Where stillness is a curse
And boredom is your prize
To dwell in surroundings
That you often despise

A small girl resides here
In this tunnel with no end
Her heart is broken shards
And the pieces just won't mend

That girl was I , don't you see
Trapped forever more
Running blindly forward
Searching for a door

With a strangled sob
I came tumbling to my knees
As silent entreaties
Come to my lips as pleas

But appeals go unheard
As they often do
And no one would listen
But still I pulled through

The tunnel is banished
All my life's well
I had the strength to make an exit
From my lonely hell
-----Shelli


Copyright © 2011 Michelle Newton