In sleep, I dream
Of joy
Of hope
Of pleasures
Nightmare.
The fear rises
Hot,
Sickening,

Into Dawn,
Our hazy twilight.
The moon fades,
The stars glow faint,
With hope?

With light.

Heat.

The Sun rises.
With Dawn, I wake
Fevered,
Blinded,
Alive.
Shadows stand still,
Under the Sun,
Beautiful.
Terrifying.

Sunlight remains,
Under us all.
I am awake.
I do not dream,
I see,
Dawn,
Burning my eyes.
No more sleep.
No more dreams.

The light burns, but still we look
Beauty?
Warmth?
I cannot see.

My shadow stands still,
Under the Sun.
It is scorching
I cry
I scream
Is it beautiful?
Is it terrifying?

I
Cannot
See

With red hot flame, I weep
I despair
I curse
What is this.
Why is this.
Must it be?

It is everything.

It is nothing.

The light remains,
I cannot see…..

With the Dawn, I burn
And wish for ash.