Second Dawn

I ran from every quiet place inside me. Chased the city

lights to drown the sound. Turned my back on all the stories that could

die with me. Pretending I was never lost, just never found. I painted over

all the warnings in the night sky. Called the thunder just another song.

Built my kingdom out of smoke and silver outlines and wondered why it all felt

wrong. Every time I swear I am gone for good. Something pulls me

where the fire once stood. Through the ashes, through the fear and fog,

I hear a whisper calling me to... Second dawn. When I fall