Fallen

Fallen so far,
No longer wishing on a star.
Cannot see a way out,
Starting to wonder what this is all about.

Struggling to move forwards,
Every day I feel myself draw inwards.
Getting harder and harder to win the fight,
Beginning to feel consumed with doubt.

The tunnel stretches further and further,
The light at the end is almost out of sight.
Body starts to turn to lead,
Starting to unravel into the mess I dread.

Maybe one day the tides will turn,
My fingers will close around the things for which I yearn.
Perhaps one day I will reach that light,
That one which guides me through the darkest night.