Light in the darkness

My grandmother would always say its light at the end of the tunnel but all I see is darkness searching for different truths I think its deeper than the roots the route you take dictates your circumstance if only we had a manual in advance only then would we truly have a chance to expand I feel like I'm drowning in the sand I'm not no weather man but when it rains it pours why is it that we never express how we truly feel maybe if this was another lifetime and we were different people then we can truly say what it really is deception is the key to failure I'm not saying I can be your savior I'd just rather know the truth even if it's not in my favor photos are memories of moments captured can't really erase whatever happened maybe it was different than a fairy tale imagined