The Cave
Where am I? Who am I?
I have just awakened here.
Where do I go? Is this fear?
I listen to silence and wonder.
Can I not see or is this eternal darkness?
Saunter forth through the cave.
Slippery damp atmosphere.
I do not see like, I feel no wall.
I hear a heavy breathing; not mine at all.
Sweating I keep trudging;
The floor my feet nudging.
A wall appears and is not budging.
Feeling along with great hope;
It must lead to light; I grope.
Footsteps are heard; yet mine are not echoing.
Water drips, it is not still but flowing.
Heart beats faster, I stumble forth.
The feeling gets closer, a pressure inside.
It’s completely dark yet I must hide!
Jogging forth, growling ensues.
I can’t get away, what do I use?
What do I do? How short is its fuse?
Running faster, I think I see light!
Sprinting now, I think that I might--
I trip, fall when it is in sight.
I try to get up,
It grabs my leg,
I try to get free
It drags me back in
I scream and should
But I cannot win.
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