I am a driver of my own vehicle.
And I am driving in an endless dark road which seems to stretch out into the nothingness.
I'm lost and the gas meter is barely full.
But, I continued.
I continued driving for miles and miles, alone with nothing but the silence.
Once or twice, I saw shadows on the streets and then I realized the night seems unending. It scares me and I'm losing hope.
I started thinking about my family, the people that I'd left behind if ever I didn't get out of this road.
I continued.
I drove.
Eventually the gas ran out and I'm in the middle of nowhere. Alone, hopeless, tired.
I left my vehicle in the middle of the road, grabbed my gun and pointed it on my head.
I pulled the trigger 1..2..3 then I heard the sound of the gunshot echo through the dark, No. I didn't shot myself, I fired at the sky, In just a few seconds the bullet would fall somewhere.
The gunshot was a temporary comfort in the deafening silence. It's still dark but my resolve is unwavering. I stood up from the place that I fell.
I walked.
It's tiring
I felt the soreness in my legs
My feet are starting to cramp
but, I continued
I was starving
I was lonely
I had no one
but, I continued
The shadows started accompanying me.
I was scared
The whispers in my head started
They are telling me to just end it.
I ignored them
and continued
Albeit, the fact that I may never escape.
I choose to die trying than to die hopeless.
I kept walking then eventually I saw the sun.
I'm saved.