Dark Night

Across the shadows of my soul,
steps the dawn of me,
shining so bright I cannot see.
It flickers like a beacon,
telling me that there is hope
for a better day.

Yet, in an instant... cold drafts of yesterday
blow out the light of dawn
and I realize that in the
dampness of the moon's cold grip,
I am lost in the dark night
of my past--its memories the death of me.

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Sorry ..this really sucks but it's all I can do for now.
My muse is off writing a novel in my head.