Tunnel

The light at the end of the tunnel
Is the sinister mouth of the fire-breathing dragon
The fire is enticing, oh so inspiring
But to life you'll owe an apology
for the end of the tunnel will lead you to an end
An end of a journey, of a life-line of breath

The light at the end looks nothing but frightening
Yet you are aware of you demise surely
Even if you so much as think of going there.
charred to a fine powder, incarcerated  

Why so cruel, at life's behest
Why so morbid? Leading to a path that is moribund
Of balances I may have no clue,
But with the troughs, come escalations of hope,
And that for sure, I know

A chance is all I ask
A fair trial of my duties and tasks
A run though my treacherous life

There is no harm in trying
But wait, the light at the end of the tunnel is dying
Am I left with two choices that are not dissimilar

Between the devil and the deep sea?
Whom should I smother?
What is left of me in this unfair trial
An opportunity is what failed me

I stay in between, trying to squeeze my body in the sparks of light
But I am living a painful, optimistic lie
That I will be able to get out to the harmless light
And I will rescue myself out, reach for the sky