I didn’t know when it started or when it’ll end
But the sun is rising
And the cloud is lifting
We’re at the end of the tunnel
We’ve been pushed through the funnel
I can feel it in my bones
It’s always at the end that everything is in slow motion
The next step could very well be my damnation - my salvation
Anxiety embraces me
But my feet aren’t stopping
Desperation envelopes me
But I am in slow motion
In sickness and in health
For better or for worse
This journey I will take alone
Seems like a commitment to myself