Diary

Darkest hour, then some, and rise, Dawning day, virgin eyes. Glowing warmth, scorching heat, Paints a canvas blank. Highest hopes, recycled dreams, Potential, slight, mirror greens. Anticipation, trepidation, anxiety, Minutes, daylight lost. Seconds, minutes, hours by, Fading hope begins to die. Betrayed again by promises, That were never more than lies. Sinking deep, molten sky, Fire rages, bitter sigh. Darkness falls on naive belief, And over weary ground. Luminous rays of bittersweet, Harken, wake, repeat. Embers flicker, flare, calm, Self loathing delusion, the drive.