It's always darkest before the dawn
...the darkest moment
A poem I wrote at one of the darkest times. There was no hope to be found. So, I wrote. And I waited to see the sun.
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Moon in Aquarius
It’s always darkest before the dawn
Portrait of me
Pictures of you
Mirror reflection
Walk in my shoes
No smile, no tears
No worries, no fears
A tear and a frown
A glorious crown
What’s real and what’s fake?
What’s really at stake?
You must hear me now
I will not bow
I seek and I pray
A new path, a way
Solace and peace
To say the least
Night full of stars
Sleeping in cars
The wind and the streams
Wishes and dreams
The pain of the past
Release me at last
I forge a new way
To live a new day
All that was lost
Time to let go
All that they took
They can’t take my soul
Heart full of love
Protected above
As so below
And now you know
About the Creator
Jennidoll of (jennidoll.inc)
I am a writer, photographer, and a storyteller. I gain inspiration from the haunted and the beautiful, and the mysterious 'in between'. Music is my Muse and so are all of you. Everyone is a character in my story. Welcome to my storyland.
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