The Tunnel Of… Poem by Otha Gwabe

I saw light for the first time
A new journey I have to climb
Where I am I don't know
Stuck in a river that doesn't flow

Finally the wind came
I was clueless of it's horrid game
I didn't know what I'd find
But now I see I was really blind

Pitch black was the sky
Feeling lost I started to cry
I thought this was my final goodbye
A bird that's unable to fly

Then came a sky of grey
My little boat begins to sway
I finally found a small path
But that wasn't the end of it's wrath

I was out there for a while
Eventually I lost my smile
Now I feel dead and gone
No good door to knock on

So I write during the day
To keep the feelings away
I write in the night
To hide the demons I always fight