But you can see it, can't you?

Still gasping for air as I approach the light at the very end of the tunnel. Blood, sweat and tears had been shed, throughout the duration of this hard fought battle that I devoured myself into. Finally the end was near. Finally the light began to brighten and light up my face. My smile had returned and my heart was beating faster and harder than it has ever beated before. One moment had found it's downfall.
All of a sudden an old cranky man had appeared before me striking out the words, "You must continue for another two years, pay up a little more of your riches."
My body clock stopped. Everything stood still before me and the old cranky man had disappeared. Life was supposed to be liberating but, a strong wind had pushed me back to the very start once more. From where I was, the light that once looked promising looked to be the size of a small dot from a very, very far distance. I gazed at my surroundings, once more the same darkness clothed me. "Not again." I speak out to myself. But I understood this time, it'd be easier to get back because I knew what I had to do and I knew how to find that light. For it was right in front of me. The dangers that lurked. The hurt that crushed. This, would be easier to overcome. The battle now was the time it'd take. First thing was first, to gather up my riches and pay off what I had to, but with what riches. I had nothing.
I sleep, I eat, I sit, I write, I sing but I stopped walking again, Why? Satan played with my mind, starting again crushed my soul and She, caused my heart to feel love though another attempt at something I desire but will never have.
The tunnel I stood inside of disappears, and I land in a hot and dry desert. I am thirsty now, I'm tired and I'm sick. I'm deprived, I've had enough, I'm aching. Where are the promises of this paradise, show it to me God. I want to see the greenest grass, I want to see big trees bear good fruit, I want to see people laugh and be jubilant and free, I want to join them. This paradise is now in my view, I run towards it, I ran like I've never ran before only to see that it's a mirage, it was nothing more than sand. I stand there looking up at the skies. Quicksand was where I stood now, grabbing me by my weak ankles. I yell out at the top of my lungs with such desperation and need to the one above, "Pull me out God, please. I surrender. I surrender."