A Dark Tunnel
There is a dark tunnel where I seem to find myself in from time to time
It’s such a dreary and lonely space,
unable to keep myself...from going,
As If I’m being lured in by a force which is unforeseen
I am unable to take the steps that are needed to lead myself away,
for I no longer can feel my legs and feet that were once strong,
but now have become limp and clumsy, too weak to walk towards the light
Instead, deeper and deeper into the dark I go
I notice, my once keen mind, slowly filling up with such a murky unknown haze
My tongue and lips that once were articulate, now havebecome speechless
My eyes that were once capable of seeing the beauty that surrounded me,
now have become blinded by the darkness
My heart that once felt emotions now feels numb and broken Confusion has set in,
I no longer know who I am and I can’t recognize anything that once was familiar to me
Such a dreary lonely space
If you decide to visit me while I’m in the dark tunnel, please know that I am not myself
Just sit with me for a while, maybe bring a candle to liteduring your stay and just be there for me in the silence
When my stay is over, I may have a story to share
Would you be willing to listen my friend?
Listen without responding and just comfort me with yoursilence
There is a dark tunnel where I seem to find myself in from time to time
It’s such a dreary and lonely space,
unable to keep myself...from going,
As If I’m being lured in by a force which is unforeseen
I am unable to take the steps that are needed to lead myself away,
for I no longer can feel my legs and feet that were once strong,
but now have become limp and clumsy, too weak to walk towards the light
Instead, deeper and deeper into the dark I go
I notice, my once keen mind, slowly filling up with such a murky unknown haze
My tongue and lips that once were articulate, now havebecome speechless
My eyes that were once capable of seeing the beauty that surrounded me,
now have become blinded by the darkness
My heart that once felt emotions now feels numb and broken Confusion has set in,
I no longer know who I am and I can’t recognize anything that once was familiar to me
Such a dreary lonely space
If you decide to visit me while I’m in the dark tunnel, please know that I am not myself
Just sit with me for a while, maybe bring a candle to liteduring your stay and just be there for me in the silence
When my stay is over, I may have a story to share
Would you be willing to listen my friend?
Listen without responding and just comfort me with yoursilence




