I see the moon
Peek through the clouds
And I know there is a brighter tomorrow
The cold wind brushes my cheeks
And I breath out
I can see my breath
A deep grey cloud
The pain settles in my chest
And my cheeks are a rosy pink
My eyes seem to settle in the distance
Where I can see the rising sun
The streaks of pink and orange
Light the horizon
In beautiful waves
I hear the chatter of voices
As the town starts to wake
I turn around
And trail back home
To my awaiting bed
Where I drift off to sleep
~XbreathXinX
