"6 a.m."

When the shadowed veil of pain

Falls from sunlight's dawn

Gently crushing mortal hopes and dreams,

Leaving on my heart a crimson stain

Bleeding my colors across an empty sky

Blinding stares caught on night's last glare

All the dyes of life and truth showing lurid,

With no faith in daylight,

The contrast sharp against the sable shade

Still visible on the horizon of my soul.