In wake of a new day.

Bathing in the moonlight,

Insecurities on display,

Through blood, and flesh, and haunting voices,

I have found my way.

But in darkness I had searched for light,

In pain I sought my glee,

I chained myself, and thought it helped,

When I wanted to be free.

Dragged this pride through pricks and stones,

When all the pain was mine,

And I did not know, I hadn't known,

That I could have been fine.

I've erred and flawed, and made mistakes,

But I'm in wake of a new day,

I just had to turn on the lights,

To have found my way.

And now the moon is young, and bright,

I'll make it through the night,

For I have found my moon, my light,

The Sun shall surely rise.