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They said there's light in the other side of the tunnel

Then I went through the tunnel

Clouded by positivity I felt no pain.

They said I should not give up

Then I held on to a sharp rope

It bruised my flesh but my spirit was still intact.

They said I should not loose hope

Then I kept hoping for sunshine in the darkness

I held on firmly though I was slowly turning into a lifeless shell.

But no one told me I might not see the sunshine I hoped for

No one told me I might see the other side of the tunnel as a corpse

No one told me the rope I held on to will bruise me to death.

I "strong woman" expected to walk on a laid red carpet

Sit on the throne and be crowned.

After all they said he will stop one day and I will win this war.

Neither did I know that winning this war

Meant talking to my lifeless body from this other side

Meant a brutal death because I declared "I love you".

Maybe had I found someone to tell me I could be a Phoenix

I could rise above the ashes of abuse

Maybe I would have found courage to let go.

Now I am here having this conversation

Looking at my lifeless body

Talking to my left behind dreams

Crying with my loved ones

Wishing they could see me again.