I am,
walking naked,
with bare feet,
on broken glass
through a unknown tunnel.

A tunnel filled
with unknown darkness.

Thorns entangle me,
stretching from the walls,
shredding my skin.

I close my eyes.
I try to breathe.
And the tunnel divide,
and split in two.

The walls close in on me.
Hunting me,
forcing me
to choose.

One path
darkness,
endless,
painless.

The other
excruciating pain,
suffering,
torture,
but brief.
A light,
and a promisse
of something.

I close my eyes.
I try to breathe.
I choose.

I take a step
and prepare myself,
and gather strength
in hope of finding peace
in that light.

And then fear finds me,
and it craves me,
and I look back,
and I find you.
Blindly following me,
each step with me,
without a choice behind me.

Sharing my pain,
pain I cause you.

So I stand,
halted by fear.
And I look again
at the paths before me.