Friday, February 18, 2005


It is there, i cant hide
It is there, i'm too tired to fight
Even though i have try all my might
The tunnel just does not have light

The roads are rougher
The potholes are bigger
The tunnel seems to be longer
and i'm still stuck in the middle

My legs have given up running
My senses have protest to working
My brain has stop turning
I'm still stuck in the tunnel with this poem hanging

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