There's a light at the end of the tunnel,
It's so close I can feel it's warmth.
Radiating with rays of sunshine,
It's golden glow shimmers.
Pulling me closer to it,
Like a bug at night,
attracted to the brightness of a porch light.
All the darkness I've been through,
will soon be paid in full.
All the obstacles along the way,
have led me to this moment.
Every tear I shed,
All the lonely nights when razor blades helped mend my pain.
They are all now in the past.
The girl I was,
so scared and sad;
has finally overcome.
By Ashley Thompson
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