Night To Day
Tiredly I sit
slowly life creeps away
flowing from my grasp
as night slips to day.
Hard to keep my eyes open,
just want to go to sleep
so I can get away;
angels begin to weep.
There goes another child
slowly slipping away,
lying on the bathroom tile
as night slips to day.
Mind begins to wonder
through my weak existence
all the things I've done;
such a weak resistance.
I live my life condemned
in silent exile
wishing to be loved
just to see him smile.
Falling faster down
soul ready to run away
angels grasp my hands
as night slips to day.
Looking down from heaven
as the sun rises upon the day
My body is still lying there
where the dragon slay.
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