Until the Sun shines

A life without weakness
awaits, awaits, awaits.
Tomorrow shall it harken beat
upon the next soundering lark.
The dawn will break the stars of dreams
and shoot them through my day.
Alright it wasn’t what should’ve been:
unchartered men have paved my trail;
But one with speed, the one with grit,
overcomes the mightiest lead,
and delivers lengthy strides.
The haze long played its ugly game
of satan’s dark designs.
Those nights are gone;
there ain’t sunsets on this rising Sun
The war shall begin
in right earnest,
in cold upfront:
be half won at the start.
Temperament counts
and will be replete in abundance.
The scars have taught it all;
they’ll wither off soon.
A supreme drive for perfection will stay;
every moment,
a push from nowhere,
inexplicable to the mortals,
thrusting this frigid life
with a warmest smile
through winds of hell
until the Sun shines.