The Tunnel
The tunnel in front of me glows calling for me
The glitery glow and sparkle invites me inside
It seems safe and joyful.
I am in the darkness
I walk towards it getting closer and closer
I hear my name called from behind
I turn away and lose my glimpse on the glittery end.
Behind I see the other end.
There is a crimson glow enticing me to join.
Music blares behind.
It gives such an enchanting and false peace.
I look back and forth between the glittery joy and the enticing sensual excitement.
The crimson gate is calling me to strong to break.
I walk backwards from the sparkly glow
Deeper to the crimson glow.
As I get closer it becomes darker and darker
But I am too enticed to notice.
Darkness and Lust surround me longing more and more.
I am about to enter when fire leaps out.
I gasp in fear as I glimpse the moaning screaming people in pain.
How could it have looked so good?
I stop and try to turn back but it sucks me in.
I am brought to my knees grabbing and trying to pull myself away
I am screaming and getting farther and farther sucked in.
I'm about to give up for good.
Then, a rope falls down and I grab it with hope.
He pulls me away and back to the center.
I am enveloped in a hug as he wipes my tears away.
Once again I am safe.
He grabs my hand and guides me towards the glittering gate
Joy and Happiness fill my heart
As we walk through the gate and into the light.
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