The Tunnel

There has been much,
Spoken about the end,
Elders speak of a light,
That heals all wounds.

I had begun my journey,
To the talked about end,
To seek the light's power,
That could save my soul.

"Be warned!" The elders said,
"The tunnel crawls with evil,
There is no saviour till the end,
Either the light, either death."

I accepted the danger,
I travelled the tunnel,
I had fought the dark,
I could feel the light.

The end was in sight,
The light was shining.
I let down my guard,
I let the light take me.

I closed my eyes and waited,
Waited for the light to heal,
To heal these scars and cuts,
To heal this lost soul of mine.

I opened my eyes to a lie,
There was no light there,
Only a dark lonely abyss,
There was no light there.