Conclusion of the Dawn

It's not easy to see,
although in plain sight.
The darkness of pain,
inside the moonlight.

Faces show agony,
alone in the dark;
a season of dismay,
as it leaves its mark.

Falling to death,
I have to admit,
even when it got hard,
I would never quit.

I showed myself up,
let dying days rest,
I knew that it mattered,
but it was all for the best.

I stood high,
I stood tall,
wasted not a day,
but life just strolls on,
as soon as it may.

Even though I tried hard,
leaving myself to face blame,
no matter what I did;
it was always the same.