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There's a light at the end of the tunnel
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.
The tunnel is too dark
Something's holding me back
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 end of the tunnel
The light was so surreal,
the closer I got I felt pleased.
I had no more anxiety.
My emotions felt at ease.