Weary, dark, lonely endless channel.
No light to be found.
Where are you the one who said
there is a light at the end of the tunnel?
hold your breath and listen.
The silence is profound.
Reaching, groping in the dark.
The abyss is an endless funnel.
Have you died and gone to hell?
Where does this road part?
The loneliness will destroy you.
How do you mend a broken heart?