Best Darkest Before The Dawn Poems
Hello darkness...you're not my friend.
You're always lurking...around the bend.
You flash your smile...and you pretend.
That you're my deepest...darkest friend.
You fill my days & haunt my nights.
Blocking any glimpse of light.
Sometimes I'm barely holding on.
Is it really darkest before the dawn?
I’d hold the towel tight & not throw it in.
As I wait for light to filter in
If only....I knew when that would begin.
I know a girl more broken than the aftermath of a bull in a china shop. She knows that her pain wont stop, so instead of trying to fix that, she only ever tries to make others happy. She puts everyone above herself and if life was a shelf shed be the ground. The most common sound escaping her lips is sorry. She cries herself to sleep every night, she has cuts on her arms as if too tally up all the hate she receives daily and if she could pay the bills in blood she would be able to afford a living. Lately all she's been doing is forgiving.
I want you to know that it's always darkest before the dawn, so if you have to wait another hour for the sun to rise, I will sit beside you with a watch and a red bull the size that two people need to keep them up just long enough to fall asleep together. If the weather is on our side or not, I will stay just to make sure you know you stay up long enough for that sun to rise. It's not a surprise when it does, and if it means you've gone a day without painting in blood, I will do what it takes to keep you from it another day. I suppose what I mean to say is;
Put it down. Just pretend its not there; let it disappear into thin air without a hair of a trace, because all it ever does is hurt you. those cuts mark the scars of your pain that will never fade. Cut into your skin, you don't remember the beginning, but you can find the end. Send a message to all the people that made you start, you're a work of art that just has a splatter; it doesn't matter, you can paint over it. Just sit down and look around you. You've built so many walls. You're trapped in a labyrinth made to keep people out but in turn you've locked yourself in. You can't climb the walls, all you hear is the echoed calls of your pain.
If you search for a while, maybe you'll find another face trapped in their own maze and you'll both smile; because it's comforting to know that you're not alone. Maybe that person you meet can give you a boost over your wall so you land feet first in grass. You don't need to ask, they're still there; trapped in the maze. Its sad how the price of happiness is almost always someone else's pain.
PART ONE
Hazy days spent finding myself
I'm the thirteenth guest at a party for twelve
I'm a fighter for a long lost cause
And nothing is how it once was
Hazy days spent fighting myself
But how can one defeat himself?
Friendly fire at your every move
But I fought the war and got the scars to prove
And outside - such a beautiful day
But can I face the streets today?
Locked in a prison inside of my head
Could I really be better off dead?
Rainy days inside a broken mind
Happiness's so hard to find
Despair kills the last of the hope
Day after day it's harder to cope
Empty days in search for intent
Praying that one day this quest will end
Stood at the edge, all faith is gone
But it's always darkest before the dawn
Is it the darkest, before the dawn?
Or could that old adage be all wrong?
Decided to find out for myself
It’s four AM, I’ll know before long
The almanac says sunrise at six
Camera on tripod, keeps a fix
It’s aimed right where the sun comes up
Ten minutes between camera clicks
At five forty five, into high gear
First light of day will soon be here
Now take a picture every minute
Keep it up till the sunup is clear
Now to evaluate what we‘ve got
Develop film in a single lot
We’ll be looking for the darkest black
To be just before the sun’s first dot
Then we discover to our dismay
This experiment has gone astray
No film loaded into the camera
To hell with it, accept the cache
What's going on?
Hell maybe it's me?
All the going down
In our society
Well I don't
What's happening at the border today
People coming into this country
Working below minimum wage
It's a shame
We've got thugs committing crimes
Beating up women and children
Not doing any time
All I know
If our government has its way
They're stealing our freedom
A little every day
Let’s get back
And unite before we fall
They say it's always darkest before dawn
What's going on?
What's going on
We've got bias - conflicting news
When you turn on the tv
You don't know who speaks the truth
And then they say
It's all going to be alright
Well tell that to our brothers
With PTSD from the fight
How do - we move on
It's always darkest before the dawn
What's going on?
(Guitar solo)
If you think
This world revolves around you
Well let me tell you something
You don't have a damn clue
What's going on?
Guess I can only pray
I'm going to work 40 hours
And respect the Veterans - that paved the way
All I know
If our government has its way
They're stealing our freedom
A little every day
Let’s get back
And unite before we fall
They say it's always darkest before dawn
What's going on?
What's going on?
What's going on?
They say the sadness will go away
But I find it so hard to believe what they say
Each day is like yesterday, tomorrow, last week
Trying so hard to find the help that I seek
I’m told it’s darkest before the dawn
It’s been dark in my world since the day I was born
The glass the knife the bottle the blood
My arms being opened the relief of the flood
But what of the after the guilt and the pain
The dismay of my loved ones there looks of disdain
I feel no remorse the cutting the stitching my way of life
It’s cost me my loved ones my children my wife
But still it continues compelling me on
Where will this end where as the sun gone
A self-harmers story there’s more to be told
How will this conclude how will it unfold
My mood seems to deepen depression sinks in
I pick up a knife I reach for my skin
I sink into sadness sorrow remorse
I know these old feelings things follow their course
Low self-esteem is it attention I seek
I feel like an outcast I feel like a freak
For 30 yrs now it’s been like this
I need my life back my family I miss
So I’ll take all the help that’s given me
I need to stop this abuse I need to be free
It’s a hard road ill travel a difficult road to tread
I’m a mixture of emotions and feelings of dread
I have to stop using others as an emotional prop
I need to pull my life together and the bloodletting to stop
Update Guys This Is Not About Me but A Friend I Met A Few Years Ago He Told Me His Story And With His Permission I Wrote This Peice
Bluest skies shine bright in the night
stars bright like beams of light
Natures beauty at first rate
best place to go for a date
The look of the night time moon
and the feeling of the sun in mid-afternoon
its darkest before the dawn
but the sun will always rise
and all must go on
For every day there is a night.
For every wrong there is a right.
For every up there is a down.
For every smile there is a frown.
It's always darkest before the dawn.
For every pro there is a con.
Into each life some rain must fall,
But enjoy your life in spite of it all.
There are two sides to everything,
And no one knows what the future brings.
It does no good to expect the worst,
When people do that they create their own curse.
Don't waste your time and grumble and grouch,
And sit in a funk on the living room couch.
Life is already way too short,
To waste it on grumbles and growls and snorts.
You can build your own future and make your own luck,
By looking ahead and not passing the buck.
Have faith in God and the gifts He has given,
Don't worry 'bout dyin' just get busy livin'.
darkest before the dawn
concept that is not
all together true
some time there
is no down to partake in
there is only darkness to
walk around in bumping
one's heart on the clutter
that the past leaves when
there is still unmet desires
that have be left unresolved
I'm sending this message to the universe....
We are gonna win this life,We're gonna beat this course.
Even when it looks bad,
My darlings don't get sad.
We all know that life is a pain....
But its all apart of the game.
Kept your heads and move on....
We are know its the darkest before the dawn.
Who are you when the mask has lost its stitches
How could the cost of the sun be so little
Vultures and ravens surround the sound of cultures and havens
Utopia turns to dystopia
The skies face turns so sad
As it's clouds cry out for bad
omen meticulously woven
Gloom doom monsoon
Elements bloom
Within landscapes
The rain will pour soon
Fresh gale cleanses this lonely spirit
Wet knees engraved into warm soil next to a broken ricket
Darkest before the dawn
Brightest before the storm
Voluntarily blind unkind rewind the clocks back to a bleaker time
Black room
More like a tomb
Resting in a dead womb
Conceived deceived
Plant a seed
And then bleed
Please no more weeds
Laying upon empty leaves
From autumn to winter frosts
When all is lost
A tear from a rose lightly cascading onto cold toes
My face so soft
In this place of frost
Breathing as if it's my last breath
Leaving as if it's my last step
Away from these hallowed sounds
Away from the battleground
Ignorance please don't leave......Come back
Cover my face like a mask
Don't let the light get me
There's no shadow when the sun rises
Ignorance don't get repaired
It's always darkest before the dawn
Open like an umbrella
Stop the drops of insight..............but ignorance don't leave me STUPID
(This is a fictional poem)
It's very hard to face life without my son.
He was troubled and he ended it all with a gun.
He came to me with his problems but I didn't listen to what he had to say.
I've cried myself to sleep every night since he went away.
He was very athletic and also very bright.
We were not close and that wasn't right.
A man never really knows what he has until it's gone.
It's frustrating when people tell me that it's darkest before the dawn.
If I could turn back time, I would be a better dad.
Now the pain and guilt is killing me and I'm so sad.
Darkness is darkest before the dawn
This time, folks say, the adage is wrong
But when the sun peeps out from behind the clouds
A cheer erupts from the expectant crowd
Waiting For The Sun
There is a fire in me that is too much for this world
Smoldering deep in the roots of my soul
Flames budding, their blossoms longing to unfurl
Up xylem, down phloem, reciprocal control
Failure means you tried
Would rather you had died not knowing?
Successes can be found
When you stop, stare at the ground
And suddenly you've found
By new heights
You're still growing
Eventually the spring will come
Thawing frosts the winter spun
Always darkest before the dawn
Ever waiting for the sun
So count your rings, and stand up straight
Brace yourself against the wind
Hold you glow and embrace the wait
For your time to shine again
In the darkness is where you find the light
In the silence you can lift the sound to life
And every time I find it, it gets brighter
And every time I lift it, it gets lighter
Why can't you be a lover, and a fighter
Jack of all trades, master of none