will I ever wake
gently, as the dawn breaks
as melancholy blue gives way to sunkissed hues
and dappled drops of light sift softly into view
will I ever rise
with quiet laughter in my eyes
a smile to grace my often solemn face
or will I find I always bow to ever-present hate
will I ever love
or in turn, be loved enough
to finally believe, and convince my eyes to see
that after all, there might be something good in me
the valleys of a crashing winter's tide
beckon and I fall inside
mighty ocean swells swallow every tear I've cried
I pray to sink - I gave my best - I tried
will I ever fade
with the tranquil end of day
will the sun that burns my eyes, drift and slowly die
and will peace, all I've ever sought -
finally be mine.
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