1045 hrs March 16th 2007

In the darkness of the soul,

its always 3am.

But the darkest time of the night

is just before

the night breaks into day.

Bring on the morning sun,

I want to step out

of this river of tears.

Bring on the morning sun,

I want to cast out

all these fears.

Too many angels

have seen me cry.

Too many angels

have caught me

as I fell.

Too many angels

helped me

as I picked up

pieces of a broken life.

I want this darkness

dispelled from my life.

I want those voices

to shut up.

I want those apparitions

to disappear.

Forever.