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

The tunnel I have been lost in,
this tunnel does not shine.
It is so deeply dark,
but it will lie and say that is fine.

I have felt this heavy darkness
so deep and so thick.
If a light were to shine through
I feel I would start to kick.

Any type of light, that could ever shine through,
would be the light of God, it would be my cue.

God has sent for me, to...