THE TUNNEL (MARCH ON)

THE TUNNEL (MARCH ON)

It seems I’ve been trudging this tunnel my entire life,

Ever seeking that rumored light,

The one they say you’ll find at the end,

Well I’m beginning to believe it false every second I spend,

In this darkened place filled with muck and rubble,

Voices of the past call my name with screams of trouble,

I can’t go back there again,

I won’t inflict anymore pain,

On those I care for and me alike,

I must continue the battle, I must win this fight,

As the sweat beads upon my face,

I scurry faster to find an end to this place,

Or at least a sign that it is near,

So at the least I may subside my fear,

That as I traipse through this all,

Somehow I manage not to trip and fall,

For if I do surely the demons will catch up to me,

And their supernatural grip will not let me be,

I can’t go through that again for the next will be my last,

I’ve learned the error of my ways and from the mistakes of my past,

But until I see the end of this tunnel form the break of dawn,

I will continue to trudge on through… I will march on.

-brad