THE DRAW OF ANOTHER DAWN

Sitting
Wrapped in blankets,
In search of comfort,
In a corner,
Away from the mirth
And the madness.

Sitting
Wrapped in thoughts,
Distance dividing sorrow,
Tears washing away
Your image.

Sitting
As the piano plays,
Tickling tunes
Taunt with tension,
Tinged with regret.

Sitting
Worrying about
The what has been,
While waiting
For the what will be.

Sitting
As light fades from
Another day,
Waiting
As another dawn
Draws near.

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