...Yeah, my third poem in like a week. You guys must be getting sick of reading my stuff by now, eh? Welcome to my tunnel. What brings you this way? A little stress? A troubled heart? Well of course you can stay. Look around my tunnel. Now, what do you see? Nothing yet? Nothing still? Nothing’s guaranteed. Whisper in my tunnel. It yells back when you shout. You must be quiet in the dark Or you’ll never get out. Hide here in my tunnel. It really is unique. Outside we’ll watch them pass us by; They’ll miss us when they seek. Wait here in my tunnel. Things can’t get any worse. You mustn’t think of action; That’s for outside, of course. Now, think about my tunnel. Do you really want to stay? My tunnel is the darkest, But the exit’s either way.
Nah-not sick of. I like it. [the poem]. It sort of feels like your being taken into someone's world, by choice of course, and seeing the world like they see it. Did I get the meaning right? Sorry in advance if I didn't. Great Job =D.
Lol yes you did! Sort of... I don't really even know what I was thinking when I wrote it haha ^_^ It's kind of about someone wanting to be someone else, and hide from who they are and the life they have, but then they realize that they actually have it better than they thought they did. Or... something like that lol :D Thanks <3
