At the End of the Tunnel

Staring at myself
At this nightmare I always see
And only thinking of you
The person I need to wake me

Just come and see me break
And bend my heart for you
Come and feel me mend
Our lives to one from two

Never meant harm,
But never meant well
You and me, together
The thought starts to dwell

Nothing, good at nothing
Good for nothing... but each other
Perfect, never perfect
But perfect for one another

And suddenly I see
That out of catastrophe
We can live together
I miss you…
Do you miss me?

Maybe I’ll sleep forever
Blind to the reality of sight
But I’ll always be waiting for you…
In this dark I wait for my light

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This poem was inspired mainly by Alana. She told me some things, and she showed me a music video and it kind of just moved me and I felt like I, MYSELF, was nothing and could do nothing and ever amount to anything, so I mixed the two things into one poem and it came out alright.