The Tunnel

Dedicated to all who have been in that cage called hopelessness.

 

The Tunnel

Crawling

Helpless

Left all alone

In eternal darkness, my life is gone

 

No going left

Or right

Just straight down the rank

Like a pirate’s prisoner made

To walk the plank

 

Bleeding

Freely

In this prison again

There’s nothing left

Except endless pain

 

Skeletons

Lying

Against the walls they grate

Of those who tried and failed

And surrendered to their fate

 

You look

Enviously

At their mangled selves

How you wish to join them

And escape this hell

 

But as you

Look up

You see the light

You see the hope

You don’t give up the fight

 

‘Cos hope

Is still there

Even when everything’s wrong

Believe

In yourself

That you’ll make it to the dawn

Reviews

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem is an anthem for all that have felt as if they cant win.
The "Skeletons" remind me of people that are out to steal your dreams.
I like the whole idea of having no control of over where you are going,
but enduring it and finding the strength to make it. You are right.
We should not surrender our hope. Great poem!

[Anxelin]

wow...I liked this =)

[Brandon]

Very nicely done. A poem of hope

[WriterSki7]

I can see you definitely are not a pessamist. Nicely done, Glory.

Sincerely,
Writer

P.S. What's with this points thing in the corner?

[Maria Retz]

Powerful poem.
As long as there is hope, we will always fight to survive. You did a wonderful job explaining this

[lizzy]

Your right but you know what is more like a tunnle...Life. its like you can never find away to get out to have a good life but its to hard. life is like people geting out but dont make it and they die and turn to skelentons. we can never find away out its t hard

[Star Shyne]

Believe
In yourself
That you'll make it to the dawn

this is simply wonderful. very inspirational. i'll definitely read this again when i am in the tunnel of hopelessness. good job.

[Aimee Mahathy]

Wow. Well, when I am in that tunnel, I can never see no light. My light lies in my dreams, as is why I always end up just going to sleep when I can see no forward. Then, come the morning, I'm fine. like the darkness never reared its ugly head.
I hate that feeling though. Where all your plans are pointless. Your past efforts were worthless. Everything about you is wrong. And there's nothing you can do about it. like a waste of space and food that will never get any better. =/
however, that feeling does nurture the poetic soul, I will admit. lol