Dawn
Black is the night filled with fright.
The darkness hiding things from sight.
A pain inside, such a feeling you cannot hide.
Overwhelmed by emotion, can’t shake the notion.
Eyelids sharp as razor blades imprinted images never fade.
Desperate for some sleep, the wounds run deep.
The days are taunting, as dreams are haunting.
Drudging up the past, how does the pain last, a day, a week, a month, a year, shamelessly cloven in fear.
Waiting for the night that I see the light.
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