Make it Write

Pray for the Sunrise
by Victoria, 21

Vixen06@webtv.net

 

You sit in the darkness

on a wooden bench

on a moonlit night.

No one left to

show you what's wrong

and what's right.

 

She's taught you your

tricks and got you

through all your years.

But now you're alone

and you've got to

face all your fears.

 

Like a shadow you perch

on the outer edge

just out of reach.

You hide yourself

behind stone walls

that no one can breach.

 

You search all around

hoping to find someone

who's just like you.

You call your name

and you listen, but

you hear nothing new.

 

You shed but one

droplet of blood

just like a tear.

You hold yourself

and look around;

there's nothing to fear.

 

Like a frightened

mouse you scurry

through deep, dark holes.

Center stage is set,

but you're playing

all the roles.

 

You cling to your

past as if it were

a shining star.

But it fades away

into nothing leaving you

with your pounding heart.

 

You close your eyes

and force back the tears

that threaten to flow.

They've tried to tell

you again and again,

but still you don't know.

 

Though she's gone

and left you with

a smile and a kiss,

you see your mother

crying on a bench...

just like this....

And you pray for the sunrise. 

 


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