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The Dawn Will Come

The night is heavy now,

sitting in thick of it all

 

My tears staining my face,

where the smile used to sit

 

Nothing now,

save for the throbbing of my heart

broken, yet still

counting the seconds

with each beat

 

Here I lie

wanting nothing

but to pass on

either in sleep or life

as darkness,

eternal,

creeps in my mind once more

 

I feel weak now,

lost within the abyss of my mind

withering in the dark,

imprisoned by tears

 

Yet

 

Hope filters through,

like the rays of the coming sun,

the morrow brings with it light

brings with it

Dawn

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Written by
duncan-morrison
American
Published
Jul 14, 2011
Lines·Words
26·102
Notes

Written in the dead of night while the sun rose in the east, illuminating my doubts and fears, the sunrise is my favorite reminder of hope

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