He left immediately.There was no immense sadness imbued within, this was a clear foregone conclusion established long ago.He must run, and hope with all his speed he could make it to safety.Never again will he see the colorful container-ships docked along the solitary port, never again will he visit his grandfather's grave and lament the helpless death of someone too pure for this world. All those places and events only existed in his mind now to provide fuel for rumination. The endless void of ...
Inside the black box
Inside the dark room
Inside this insidious space which does not scream delight.
A light emerges.
A light that brings warmth and joy to your frozen soul
A light that you'd do anything to protect
Guiding the light through the dark
even if you stay in that dark room
the light is there guiding you too