Praying To Dawn Poem by Linda A

Sometimes there just isn't anything to say, anything to feel
Lines easily blur between what is fake and what is real
Some days there’s no control and actions are powerless
If progress is made in darkness reality will devour it
When comes the catalyst, when will come change
I try my hardest even though times are strange
Patiently I must wait for what’s to come – for a better life
Forever waiting and always – there’s no end in sight
I hope that, by and by, tonight will yield to the dawn
At that moment I’ll know my bearing’s never been wrong
And I’ll find myself exactly as I want to be
Peaceful yet dynamic like a wave in the sea