New year with renewed emphasis.
For me, it’s still the same long avenue
With storms happening only there
And exclusive cold piercing through.
Fireflies and orbs pop up sometimes;
They distract me momentarily
Until I snap back and remember:
The only thing constant here is me.
Who knows how long the road goes?
What creatures linger in the night?
I knew from the start—
This is a solo fight.
So, if I can’t cast away the clouds
Nor cut away the thorns
In this dark path I’ve always taken
I’d rather walk alone.
If one day I find the exit
Of this cold dark cell
I hope I deserve the warmth
Of the sunshine waiting there.
If when I reach the end of the tunnel
My treasure cannot be found,
I’ll blindly live with its ghost in mind
While its memories resound.
For now, let me find my way.
But if I get lost or forever be trapped,
The best thing I did in my futile life
Is to save the most precious thing I have.
Even with false hopes and hunger,
Even I seem stuck standing still in time
I’ll keep walking so that one day
I can say, “I deserved what was mine.”