CAME THE DAWN
I'm sitting here now, bout 3 in the morn,
summerising my life as i await the new dawn.
the night is glowing as black as pitch,
with heavenly bodies the word does enrich.
i've come to realise just how small i am,
and how all of my years have meant little to man
my shoulders do slump, as depression sets in.
where will it end, where did i begin.
though i sit here now consumed by thought
and try as i may , my solace is nought.
but my mind is then startled,
by the stirrings of dawn,
with the warm breeze in my face , a new day is born
my woe's seem to lighten as the world came alive.
and as i gazed on lifes beauty
i regained my need to survive
so i inched back from the edge,
that place where i sat,
for i knew in my heart
i meant more than that...