morning light

9AM a new start.
morning light breaks dreams apart.
Though it brings so much back together.
thought flowing like a feather.
doubt and worried will come at night.
In my dreams I’ll fight my fights.
now what misses is mid day.
And with Some light that will be ok.

7AM no light at all 
thought are pressured by the dark.
to bring together it needs that spark.
no I was woken by a sound from a box. 
now my thoughts they feel like rocks.
hope mid day will bring me light.
it is to late the dark Made me blind