The Day's End

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Time never stops, cycles continue. The world never stops, even though we do.

Submitted: June 15, 2016

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Cold Bones Left in an empty home
Each breath hurts, I feel the pain
The days have grown long
What is my name?

When last I walked the summer sun I cannot remember
The days when I was young
The days when I would stay up all night and wait for the sun
The days without worry, days without fear
The days where the ones you love were always near
But,
The days grow long

Night has swallowed the sun
The light fades from my body
The hope I built on solid foundation, proved to be faulty
Now I wait
I dream of the light
To feel its warm gentle embrace
To know all my life wasn't wasted
To know I did something important
Something someone would put faith in
The days grow so long!

They are almost at an end
It's terrifying to think where I began
What is my name?
What did my parents call me?
What did they see when they looked into my eyes
Did they know my future, see inspiration
See part of themselves, hope for the next generation
But alas, the day is done

I close my eyes and fall asleep
Strangely it is not fear I feel, but peace
This is what it feels like when the moon and sun meet

 


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