Darkness gathers and Daylight fades,
Through the dark aether she wades,
While out of presence, mind, and sight,
She leaves us in that silent night,
Though out of reach that light may be,
And it's return each day an uncertainty,
The fight to see a new dawn and day,
Is mankind's nature, it is our way,
So if you're lost, or with no role,
And the Dark seems fit to swallow you whole,
Push ever onward, leave no doubt in your wake,
And you will see that new Dawn break,
It's your life and it's your right,
To not go quietly into that night.
About the Creator
Marty Res
We all live on borrowed time, which is what gives our lives meaning. To waste life would be a travesty.
I'm just a simple writer trying to make make my way through the world, and hope I can bring some enjoyment along the way.
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