I've been living here a long time...captive, in a prison of my own making. Trudging away towards an imagined paradise.
I can see the light at the end of the tunnel now...but I'm afraid...afraid of what I might find.
I'm not afraid of the bad actually...It's the good...
I'm afraid once I finally get to where I've been going all this while, I'll have nowhere left to go..
What if I can't make it ? What if.... paradise isn't all it's made out to be ? What if I'm not made for the reality that awaits?
What if ... all I want to do is to just keep walking towards paradise ...but secretely never really wanting to get there...
So I sit here, in my make believe prison. Cursing my sentence yet... thankful for the comfort it provides me .
Thankful I don't have to deal with the end result.
But I do want to make it, I just don't want to be disappointed. What if there's no gold at the end of the rainbow
Maybe someday I'll wake up and it'll all be over ..
Neha! My Dear! Is It Really Good What You Are Going To Find…??? Is It Really Light What You Can See At The End Of The Tunnel…??? Is It Really Paradise Where You Are Trudging Away…??? Go Back To Your Heart, Please…!!! If It really Is, So Don’t Need To Be Afraid, Just Keep Moving Ahead…!!! I Deadly Wish That You Get It…!!! And You’ll Get It, I Believe…!!! But First Make Entirely Sure By Your Heart And Soul That It’s Really What You Are “Pursuing For”…???
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