Tunnel

Our last year was like riding a train
when we got on the train the sun was shining
the journey began with smiles and excitment
to see where this journey would go
but the tunnel was looming ahead
at first it was just sort of dark
you could still see the light at the beginning
then it got darker
just when you knew you were close to the light at the end
it got the darkest
when the light was finally in view
I thought things would be bright and sunny again
but when I finally made it out
I was sitting alone on the train
the feelings were of despair
neither the sun or clear blue sky could make the pain go away
I am still on the train alone
but I could care less where its going