The Bright Sun

I cried last night
the tears turning to
blood on my pillow

I wept last night
as I sliped silently
into my dream world
with no hope for escape

becaue even then I saw her
even then she was there
to mock me
to show me
what she had done to me
to show me she knew
the pain she caused

And when I awoke
I cried again
my heart ached
my soul bled

but then I lay silent
watching the sun rise
and I knew
today would be
better

Bathed in the rays
of the bright sun