With a rough push by a dear friend I lose my standing on the soil underneath, plunging down into total darkness. Reaching out to find a hold, but the sides of the well are wet and slippery, making hope of hindering my descent to certain doom nonexistqnt.
Month: September 2020
Shadows creep up the sides of the narrow tunnel as two figures close in on me. In a haste, I attempt to backtrack, but to no avail. Strong fingers press my shoulders down, keeping me fixed in position, more so due to fear than actual force. I get warm with sweat as I consider the … Continue reading No Escape
"Continue walking" says the man with a pointy helmet, pressing his cold steel-clad hand against my back and forcing me carry on despite the many cuts and bruises covering my scrawny frame. Once I was strong and muscular, once I would not have stood for this humiliation. A mess is what I have become and … Continue reading Fallen