Trudging Through The Tunnel

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I used to think things would change and everything would be okay, but clearly nothing's okay. Everything is cold, dark, and dead the same way it's been for the last four months. There used to be hope

that things would change, but now it's all gone. Even though the signs say there's an end to this dark tunnel, I have yet to see the light I was promised so long ago. Things are starting to seem

pointless, and the tunnel is starting to get darker. I try to call out to the other side from time to time for a lifeline, but they never seem to pull me closer to the end. They just urge me to keep on going.

It's getting harder and harder each day to walk through the tunnel. Each step is filled with the pain and the uncertainity of the next. I don't know where I'm going or if I'll make it to the end, but all I know

is that if I don't follow blindy, I might stay blind. It's getting harder and harder to get back up after I hit a wall, spilling my blood and breaking my bones every half a mile because of an unforseen

obstacle is starting to get old. Sometimes, I wish I could stop walking and bleed out on the ground, stopping the pain. Even though I know that won't do me any good. I hope that eventually my

suffering will end when I finally see that bright, warm light that only promises better days.

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