Slow dawn 1

I thought I would know just what to do
I thought it easy as long as I’m true
I thought just to persist through the darkness till light
But there is no sign of morning
I’m grasping in darkness and
Blind is my sight

I was so sure of the naturalness
As I sat in the waters edge
Washing away my fears
But instead of release
They turned to shine and be clean
Now in full grandeur able to mock my heart and torment my mind

By honeyrangler Posted in poetry

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