The light

Step by step,
I inch forward,
Towards that light,
That supposed end of the tunnel,
And end of suffering,
But when I emerge,
I am blinded,
By the glare,
Of the glamour,
And insolent, judging stares,
Deafened by the noise,
Of everyone,
Who wasn't there,
When I faced the trials,
But now look upon me,
With haughty stares,
And self-praising words,
Put on airs,
I cannot go to the light,
Take me back into the darkness,
Where it was all simple,
And my thoughts,
Were the only things in my sight
My voice the only thing,
Singing alone to myself in the night.

~Rei Shiori