The Tunnels Of Sorrow

In the shadows of sorrow, I abide,

Where grief and despair do coincide,

A heavy burden upon my soul,

As the tides of anguish endlessly roll.

Through the long and desolate night,

I wander lost in this endless plight,

With tear-stained cheeks and a broken heart,

I journey through the darkest part.

The weight of sorrow, a crushing load,

As despair's whispers in me corrode,

In this abyss, no hope in sight,

Only darkness veils the light.

In the depths of grief's abyss,

I yearn for solace, a tender kiss,

But in this darkness, I feel confined,

A prisoner of sorrow, lost in my mind.

Yet in the midst of despair's bleak reign,

A faint glimmer of hope remains,

A tiny ember within my soul,

A flicker of strength to make me whole.

Through the echoes of pain and strife,

I seek the fragments of my life,

In the depths of grief's despair,

I find the courage to repair.

Though tears may fall and hearts may break,

A spirit's resilience, it will awake,

For amidst the sorrow that does ensnare,

There lies a strength, beyond compare.

In the darkest night, a dawn will rise,

As grief's storm eventually dies,

And though the scars may still remain,

They bear witness to the strength I gain.

So, in the shadows of sorrow's reign,

I'll find the courage to heal the pain,

In the depths of despair, I'll endure,

For within me, there lies a love so pure.