The light at the end of the tunnel
Is only light
And the tunnel
Is only the sum of my fears
Confining me
And the tunnel
Is only the sum of my fears
Confining me
The light is soft
Though harsh
Streaming in
Through doors
All open
On the right
An inviting light
Nonetheless too bright
And as I tread
Ever-so-gingerly
Down the corridor
While I tried to be brave
Standing on sorrow’s shore
Adding my own tears
To the deluge
No
Through me
No
No no
She looked into me
Deeply
She looked into me
Into a place
No one had looked before
I will be the willow
And not the hammer
I will be the water
And not the rock
Where there is hate
I will love
Where there is greed
I will give
After a while
All anyone sees of me
Is the walls
After a while
All that is left of me
Is the walls
I feel so naked
Exposed
And alone
Like in the dream
Where you’re at school
Or at work
Without any clothes on
And you’re the only one
And you can’t figure out
Just how you got to be there
Without any clothes
They power dreams
Of boyhood flight
To other worlds
Beyond the stars
The will to live
Or the will to not die
Courage or fear
(I’m unsure which)
Drives them to the beach
Lungs filling with salt water
Muscles spent
Energy exhausted