THE SEARCH

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THE SEARCH

In the quiet summer night,

Light shining from a great height,

A search until morning light.

We hold strong with all our might

That we find what we’re searching for,

Before night ends and shuts the door.

We need to find her before it’s too late.

We refuse to leave this up to mere fate.

A shout, a cry is heard in the dark.

It must be her alone in the park.

The light shines on her pretty face.

She sees us and picks up her pace.

She is crying and laughing at the same time.

A perfect ending to this story of mine.

 

ALL STORIES HAVE AN END

Source:melisica 

All stories have an end.

This is mine.

I live behind this door.

No one visits.

As footsteps draw near,

I look out the peephole.

I never answer the bell.

I slink away into my dungeon

of lost hopes and dreams.

Neighbors stay away.

Family doesn’t care.

Would you?

HARD CHOICES

Hard choices.

Which one to choose?

Both lead to darkness

and despair.

Some decisions don’t

have happy endings.

But we are forced to choose.

Which one?

What to do?

Such is life.

Close your eyes and pick one.

Happy trails.

THE DARK TUNNEL

You are walking down

a dark tunnel.

You are alone.

You hear footsteps.

You begin to run.

The footsteps quicken, 

pounding the cobble stones behind you.

The tunnel seems to extend forever.

Where is the end?

Will you be able to reach it in time?

You feel a hand on your shoulder.

You turn and…

What happens next?

I will leave it up to you.

It’s your story to finish.