#WritcoPoemPrompt23
At the end of the tunnel,
There's always a light,
Sometimes soft, at times bright...

That is why we should never be discouraged,
We can do greater things,
Believe it is possible,
For it is possible

The tunnel floor may be murky,
With ants crawling all over,
And the hole too small,
Crushing your body to the wall

The ground is full of stones,
Rocks and little potholes,
The knees are severely wounded,
But continues moving.

Suddenly it shone in her eyes,
She can see it,
She keeps moving,
Suddenly falls out of the hole,
Into a new beginning