Darkened tunnel

I am not asking for freedom
Suffocating silver shrine
Summer sulking wind
Windows to none

lost and lonely
Surrounded by subtlety
Sunbathed in depression
Together in doubt

Path to proceed
Ragged and unknown
Uncertain silver lining
Certainty waiting

Will it wait
Puppets to react
Strings to tighten
Songs to write

The clock chimes slower
Narrow darkened tunnel
Explosive anorexic aftertaste
Alert quiet steps