There must be a light at
The end of this tunnel.
There must be.
There must.
It's coming, it must be;
It's always shown up.
The light comes and swallows,
Those feelings of loss.
It's just, while I'm in there,
I can't feel the walls.
Even running forever
Won't shake off the rust.
My voice only echoes.
It bounces, it rings,
It skitters and dulls out;
My only response.
The silence is deadly,
It weighs like a rock.
No words can complete me,
They're covered in frost.
And just when I think
There's no end to this game,
The bright light, it blinds me,
Restores all my trust.
For by end it all works out;
There's always resolve.
There must be.
There must.
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