Cacoethes Scribendi

Afraid

It's the same road

I went down

Years ago

So close, excited.

But unable to win.

I'm looking down, and the tunnel is dark.

Will the light

That blinds me

Hold the same fate I left behind?

That tunnel.

Went on.

Forever.

But when I reached the end-

It was not the end I thought it would be.

I headed for a similar tunnel.

Excited. 

Scared.

And I am getting close.

The people are cheering me on.

My friends.

My former enemies.

But I am falling. Quickly

I am getting beaten.

I cannot fall.

They have cheered too hard for me to fall.

I'm afraid.