Dawn

I haven’t noticed them before;

Those words about my failure,

I cannot hear them anymore,

Although I used to, when I had her...

But she is lost, although near

We are, but also are divided,

By borders which are hard to see,

And at the same time blinded

I am standing at the crossroad,

Where guiding words are bleached

By something come abroad,

That took the charge of each

Of us within the-fastest-in-my-life blink,

That couldn’t I then notice,

And now it’s made my ink

Come right outside with only purpose

To beat the…what?

I can’t name it, I’ve tried.

There are so many words, a lot!

The closest are “you’re fired!”

I know it is unseen and strong,

That I’m alone, but not a hopeless one.

I fought it many times before.

It’ll be the last! We’ll see our dawn!