The Light at the End of the Tunnel

Jean L. Grant
I am a Master’s level clinician, a certified drug and alcohol counselor, and am also proficient in E.M.D.R. I have worked with trauma clients for years. I am a survivor of domestic violence. This is my story of recovery!

Stuck in trauma – no one hears.
Stuck with all my silent tears.
No way out-
No one listens.
Years blocked out- no hints or visions.
Darkness looms for years and years,
Prolonging suffering that can’t be shared out of fears.
Missing events of the outside world –
Even when working, my thoughts in a whirl.
Living inside my own unhealthy head.
Dark thoughts, punishing, deserving to be dead.
The tunnel of darkness was all that I knew,
Until one day a beam tried to get through.
Not sure what transpired, but sick and tired,
I began to follow the beam.
Starting to see maybe there was hope for me
And things weren’t as dark as they seemed.
One step at a time, shaking loose from abuse.
Finally my self-esteem, I would start to redeem.
The light at the end of the tunnel was only the beginning –
The work that I needed was painful and long,
I did not know then as I do today,
That I was emotionally strong.
It’s easy to slip back to the grip of darkness – that tunnel it holds,
But my strength, it can save me and show the brave me
As I become healthy and ready to mold.
The light at the end of the tunnel has lead me to freedom
From the darkness and fear.
If you allow me to lead- out of the tunnel –
The light of hope, we will share.

Last Updated: 04/25/2017