Light in the Whole Tunnel

Sitting here reading this blog, the mind looking for mental nutrition.

Undeniable stress and problems flood my field of vision.

Blocking out all incoming love, light and hope for tomorrow.

Maybe that is the reason these tears keep falling from my eyes of sorrow.

There is no hope in a world filled with death and despair.

No matter which way I look, no matter how hard I try to change.

Stress and her sister sorrow pull me back and tell me to sit right here.

There is no place to go and no relief, even if perfection is your aim.

So what is the point and why does GOD play this cat and mouse game?

Hope seems to always promise light at the end of the tunnel.

 Pointing my faith to a future gain.

Never again will I believe in promises; a picture that never fits into a frame.

Today is a new day and tomorrow will never come.

This truth lives inside of me and having a relationship with you brings me to a place of one.

One love and one life, these are the twins of this unspoken reality.

Whispers of a life lived free of stress and fear.

Always bringing me back to my core, screaming what will be will be.

There is light at the end of the tunnel is a famous cliché.

My heart tells me differently holding up a mirror to my soul.

Reflecting past lives lived in this turmoil of greed, fear and delusion.

There is light in the whole tunnel is the reality that will make me once again whole.

Dwayne Chamble