He stands in the center of the road. Looks down one way and yells Hello!!! but only hears he voice saying in back as it echos through the darkness, he looks to the other way and yells Hello!!! but once again he hears only his voice saying it back as it echos through the darkness, he looks to the other way and yells Hello!!! but once again he hears only his voice saying it back as it echos through the darkness, he finally looks to the last road and hopes that there will be a voice saying it back as he yells Hello!!! but nothing in return just the same echo of his voice. He now stands in the center of this road knowing that at the the end of the dark roads there is nothing, there is no one, there is no hope. He stands and watches the darkness creep closer and closer overtaking the light that surrounds him for this light was from himself a moment in time a guy who was hopeful and had ambitions. The hoping, ambitions and light are no match for darkness. He now drops to one knee then two on to laying on the ground the light he once had has finally burnt out. As the darkness covers him and no trace is left for onces again the lonely dark road known otherwise by the name the Crossroads has taken yet another.
Very deep....as i know well..darkness can sometimes be very very lonely...but....there is a light...the choice of when it will shine is sometimes not up to us
Light can come from many sources but the brightest light comes from within ourselves.
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