The Dawn

 The dawn is upon me,

Bringing with it the smiling sun,

His rays so bright, so warm to feel,

He sets the world ablaze through his presence.

 

The dawn is upon me,

The birds chirping with joy,

The cold winter breeze passes by,

And leaves a trail of silence behind.

 

The dawn is upon me,

But am too tired to feel it coming through,

Thoughts of yesterday still flooding by,

Too messed up to start over something new.

 

The dawn is upon me,

But there is no way I can embrace it,

There are things of yesterday still undone,

Am too lost in memories.

 

The dawn is upon me,

And I silently realize,

Is yesterday over already?

Will the thoughts stop haunting me now?

 

The dawn is upon me,

And now I know I need to wake up,

There are things waiting for me out there,

Work that has to be done.

 

The dawn is upon me,

And so it will be, for the rest of my life,

And so will I rise,  every morning,

And drop down dead at the end of the day.

Reviews

[anindyabuku chatterjee]

A picturesque portrayal of dawn

[Kat]

This is kinda heavy. Started with all this happy springtime thing and then got so sad. I like the way you pull the reader down from that start and into a dead end. Good write.