Life is a tunnel...

Life is a tunnel deep underground,
You're all on your own, no-one's making a sound.
And just when you think, that you've got to the end,
You find it's just a corner and another bend.
And as you're crawling along, to try to get through,
Someone is always trying to stop you.
And i think that that is, where i am right now,
Cause i'm stuck in the mud, to get out, need a trough.
But my hands have gone weak, fallen down by my side,
And i think i've given up, though i haven't tried.
But i know what will happen's, the same as before,
So maybe i'll just sit, this time down on the floor.
And let myself into this mud, start to sink,
And the world will pass by, before i can even blink.

my grandma has just died, n its really weird cos it makes u realise that u havent actually dun anything, and theres so much u wanna do, and i know ppl always say that death makes u think like that, bt it does, its weird, bt is true :( thanks for reading my poem xx