Dawn of MourningA Poem by Daltin Bydeed
The Dawn of Mourning The song of morning gently breaks, like waves upon a coagulated shore. For those whose lives have lost all meaning, their morning has fallen. The turbid chaos, the drunken sorrow only adds to their dawn of gloom. Although the shattered mirrors of their soul are caught within the maelstrom, Hope still exists for something new, something more than the dark they are accustomed to. Though those shards of hope may be swallowed within the maw of darkness, One star’s light may reach them. © 2008 Daltin Bydeed |
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Added on July 13, 2008 AuthorDaltin BydeedProvo, UTAboutI am a writer. I write for passion. I write because it is a part of me and I come closer to being whole through doing so. I have lived the life of a writer, struggling with part-time work and pov.. more..Writing
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