at the stroke of midnight
the light filters in
still asleep
stepping on one, two many things
stumbling and cursing
i make my way out
i try to make my way
on the road to somewhere
listening to the radio
with little clouds tagging along the path
rain like daggers coming down on me
All my world in one grain of sand
And I’ve blown it
probing in the dark
yet right infront of me all the time
all this time i couldnt see
i was in a deep slumber
trying to live in heaven
while my feet was stuck in hell
like a disease spreading through the blood
i let u take over my life
awakened at the last minute
with the light finally filtering in
i have grown weary of this lie
that you called "our life"
i woken now to find my life
blown into pieces
comforting myself
i make my way out
on the road to somewhere
with none to call my own
head held up, looking straight ahead
i walk into the horizon
to rest my soul for the night
a brand new day awaits
a brand new journey beckons
sunrise brings new hope
sunrise brings me back my life
reflection of sorts….something that has been nagging me for a long time and its out now :)

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Sunrise written by Praveen Kumar average rating 3.1/5 - 11 user ratings
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