There's a light at the end of the tunnel

There's a light at the end of the tunnel.

I took out my flashlight to see.

It was so dark ahead,

I shined it in front of me.

As I walked into the tunnel

I was very afraid.

It was hard to walk in the dark

I kept falling along the way.

I felt at times I couldn't walk.

As though a force had its grip on me,

it wouldn't let me go,

it's grip was so tight I couldn't flee.

Maybe it was my fear,

of what lies ahead.

Could I really escape this feeling

of anxiety and dread.

I fought the urge to turn around,

and proceeded on my way.

I approached the end of the tunnel,

and realized I was okay.

The light was so surreal,

the closer I got I felt pleased.

I had no more anxiety.

My emotions felt at ease.