Tell Me There Is Still a Reason.

Somebody…
please tell me
there is still a reason
to wake up
and face the light of day...

She left�"
and with her departure
I found myself
standing on the island of loneliness,
surrounded by waves
of memories
that will not rest... followed by joy of lies...

What do you do when the clock has stopped...

Darkness has wrapped itself
around my spirit,
and I confess,
I am tired of carrying it...

This is my cry. My plea. I am so tired of this darkness... I do not want this shadow...
I do not want this emptiness...

I am searching, for one small reason
to rise again
and greet the morning...

Somebody…
tell me the dawn still matters...

A longing to feel life again...the sun

as a promise...
Carl Nicolas.

Author's Note

Somebody…
please tell me
there is still a reason
to wake up
and face the light of day...

She left—
and with her departure
I found myself
standing on the island of loneliness,
surrounded by waves
of memories
that will not rest... followed by joy of lies...