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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #2001749
Alone I wait, Alone I stand as always have, I must wait for the change lent by God above.

-For The Dawn of The Light of Day-
by Keaton Foster

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Darkness comes
Blackness sung
Nothingness done
Heavy it weighs
Impossible
It is to evade
Standing right here
Emptiness so clear
In this life
I have no one
Truly and completely
I am all alone
Deep within
My skin and bones
At the core of my soul
There is no God
That I wish
No darkness
That I truly seek
For a man like me
There is just the middle
A central point of reference
Between semantics
And a rightfully adored
And limited level of expectations
That will never be met
What I have is not owned
What belongs is not mine
What is here is nothing
Very precise and quite clear
I’ll never be free
I’ll always see as I do
And as I always have
For anything to be good
There are a hundred bads
None of this seems fair
Really never having a chance
Sad I’m sure it must seem
The truth is mine to bleed
There are no lies
Within these rhymes
There is nothing
For me to hide
Upon the face of each line
There is just this
What I can offer you
Strangers that I often refuse
People that I don’t know
People who are unlike me
People who are unlike themselves
Again, this is meant for you
Take it and do what you will
To you I will always say, here
For the dawn of the light of day
I’ll just continue to wait
There can be little else
I’ll see darkness for as long
As it presents itself
I won’t ever turn my back
Regardless of the fear
Or the comfortability that comes
With knowing that for now
There is no light in my life
Sad it may seem
That I’m trying to be
But indeed sadness is what
This is least of all
I once stood in the house of God
Kneeling down at the foot
Of his only begotten son
I was bloodied and bruised
To him I was sure I could relate
He was silent as I whispered
As I certainly confessed
What I am absolutely sure
Were all of my valued sins
When I was done
Proudly I rose to my feet
And did an about face
Never since that day
Have I managed to return
To his place or to his presence
Not because I don’t believe
In fact I believe most of all
I have never again returned
Because here in the darkness
I fear I cannot find my way
A direction I feel comfortable with
Has yet to present itself
One step on the wrong path
Could spell my certain end
One mistake is more than
I know I could ever be allowed
I am on the line
Right between salvation
And outright damnation
The God of us all and his son
Assured me that my penance
Was greater than most
I did so many bad things
Back when I was just a kid
I did them all in order to survive
I did each of them because
At that time I was sure
That those were my only options
I have far too many regrets
To risk a trivial step
In the wrong direction
I cannot afford a derelict decision
Hastily made
Via pomp and circumstance
Darkness comes
Blackness sung
Nothingness done
Heavy it weighs
Impossible to evade
All of it is God’s way
To remind me of those days
And that ultimately I’m gonna pay
The slightest chance at salvation
Has made me its slave
So
For the dawn of the light of day
I’ll stand right here and wait
Forever and ever
If that is what it will take…


For The Dawn of The Light of Day
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2014.

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