Part - 4

For if I pause to truly feel,
The voices will not wait—
They’ll consume me, and all my hope,
Beneath the weight of fate.

Part - 3

But just before the first drop falls,
The tunnel meets its end.
A sudden,bright and buzzing world,
My serotonin friend.

The distractions flood the empty space,
The screen begins to glow.
I must return to fight for hope,
For I have miles to go.

Part - 2

And in that silent, stark cocoon,
The sounds of fear take hold—
A rising wave of grief and dread,
A story grimly told.

A decade passed in sixty seconds,
Trapped beneath the hill.
My eyes begin to burn with tears
For all we’ve lost,and still…