Triumph Poem by Joshua Swanson

The day is almost over;
Soon it will all end.
The light at last is fading;
The darkness will ascend.

My work is almost over,
My strength is growing low.
Yet still the dark is rising;
The silence starts to grow...

The day is almost over;
Dark shadows fill the air.
The light is growing dimmer;
Yet still I do not care.

My work is almost over;
Now it can be revealed.
The darkness is so peaceful;
The stillness casts a spell...

The day is almost over;
My strength is on the rise.
I lived my life in darkness;
Only now I am alive!