Dawn Thoughts

DAWN THOUGHTS

Here i am again
Terribly missing home
In a city
I can only count
The hearts that understand.
Counting cars again
One two three...
Twenty four... Thirty nine..
Their numbers piling up
Like the uncertainties
Of tomorrow.
The dawn is creeping again
Swallowing this sidewalk
In its coldness
In its indifference
To a lost drifter
Trying to make sense
Out of his purpose.
The daylight is breaking again
Through the early morning clouds
Painting the sky a lonely
Shade of blue.
The kind that makes your eyes water
The kind that makes you puke
The kind that tugs the chest
So hard it makes you
Grasp for air.
The kind that makes you
Feel like you're dying..
Or dead.
Here i am again
Thinking
Wallowing in perplexities
Fighting with reasons
Digging in concrete
Trying to strike a spring
That promises this
Breaking day of unfamiliar
Silhouettes will be mine
To conquer