Me, Myself and Insanity

Welcomed by a dark morning,
No birds chirruping or singing,
An emptiness that seems so close,
Painfully from discomfort I arose,
The creeping sun peeks,
The color that once faded from my cheeks,
Makes a slow return,
Lessons honestly now I learn,
As the mist clears,
As the light of morning slowly nears,
The emptiness fades,
Bringing colors in many shades,
Smiles show,
As words flow,
A rhythm that never ends,
A message of endurance it sends,
The morning comes,
So many memories it sums,
The morning comes,
Along with it pain numbs,
The morning comes…..