The Struggle To Break Free

This is actually the first part of a two-part poem, based on the same idea but are different in every other way. This is a first for me and I think it went well although the decision is up to you. Here it is; The Struggle To Break Free.

Trapped in the suffocating depths,
So far down I cannot see the sky

I know the light is there
but where?

Days, weeks and years pass
and all around me is the darkness.

One day there well be a light
and I will have sight!

I’ve struggled and fought
more times than I can count.

But look!
I’ve broken through.

The light shines down on me
but beyond this prison, there’s more;

More pain and hurdles I have to cross
I will overcome.

Days, weeks, years pass
and closer I fight to freedom.

The pressure are all around me;
I fight.

I can almost reach it now,
the object if my desire,

But now I’m stuck
I can’t advance!

Looking up at freedom
I know I must make it.

And. I. Will.