The Tunnel Poem by Taylor Young

The Tunnel

At the end of the cold dark tunnel, I see a light shining ever so brightly. With the feeling of relief washing over me, I run towards the light. “But wait! Where is it going? ” the faster I run, the farther it goes away.

Tripping and stumbling on the earth around me, I fall to my knees. Cold, and shaking I go into shock. As I lay on the cold, wet ground I begin to weep, weep for I’m stuck in this cold dark place with no one to help me out.

I weep for my heart still cries. My sad dull eyes begin to close, struggling to keep them open, I fight with all the will I have left. I soon give up, for this is one fight I cannot win.

I say goodbye to the world, and to all of those of whom I love. This dark tunnel has trapped my body, and soul. My heart weakening, my pulse fading, I slip into eternal darkness, I am no more, no less but a memory.


By: Taylor Young