Xanga

I happened to return to my old xanga today, much to my suprise all of my posts are still there, including this poem written sometime in late 2007.

Dusk turns to night,


The pain and tears set in.

Lonliness encompasses my being,

As dusk turns to night.



The night gets cold,

Feelings follow suite.

And soon I grow numb,

As the night grows cold.



Cold gives way to dawn,

The light starts peaking.

Emotion flows in,

As the cold gives way to dawn.



Dawn breaks into day,

While the sun shines high.

Hope begins to grow,

As dawn breaks into day.