The Sleeping City

I wrote this in my teens. I had often thought about, and even attempted, suicide. I know they say if you really wanted to you'd be dead, but luckily there were people in my life who really cared.

As the night rolls by

And the stars hang high

Intrusive winds creep

As the city sleeps

 

There are those who stay late

With nothing to do but wait

And for this reason they weep

As the city continues to sleep

 

She waits with hope regarding

The thoughts that keep bombarding

Her mind's made up and complete

During the city's long sleep

 

Slowly time ticks away

Longing for the light of day

And dreaming of the secret peace

The city has while it sleeps

 

She decides with the last of sanity

To arise and face her destiny

She must do this while the city sleeps

Its long and needy sleep

 

Under the stars so  bright

Just beneath the heavens divine

The air is calm and serene

As the lonely city dreams
 

When the city awakens, they'll know

But only when it awakens though

But for now let it dream

Let the tired city sleep

 

She goes now to receive her fate

And plummets into an iron gate

Life is fleating and soon will cease

All this while the city sleeps

 

Across the horizon dawn now breaks

And the dizzy city begins to wake

And the light discovers what is left

Of what ended while the city slept.