Veronica Caraballo first poem :) n its called Trapped in the dark hall of my Soul

Title dark hall .... I walk this dark hall , ppl in my ear tellinq were to qo , i feel lik ive rather run away from them, but i cnt pull away from him, weres the lite, weres the end of it ? I feel the pressure as i finally run, was it a mistake , should have juss listened , but deep dwn i want the lite, i want the endinq, while i run i almost tripp, and i realise it was him, yea in my head it made me feel qood, but i still wana run, now that i was thinkinq 4 maself i ran, and not lookinq back im finaly in the lite but if im in da lite why do i feel so empty ??Soo in da dark ??