Awaiting My Salvation

Sometimes I feel hopeless,

Nothing changes,

I falter.

Each step weighs more than the last, so how much farther can I go?

Is it worth the pain? The toil of this heaviness and aching of my bones.

Tears of my efforts and sweat from my exhaustion.

The light at the end of the tunnel is cool and refreshing,

The breeze of relief awaits.

Tempting as it may be when will I arrive?

My cloud of frustration baring it fangs and the shadows of agony grasping my shoulder firmly.

Though my hand reaches for the light – for salvation,

Nothing takes hold.

Will I forever be trapped by this overbearing darkness?

Words of motivation, of belief and understanding may reach my ears.

But it is not enough.

I need strength, guidance and a warm welcome.

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