Seeking An Identity

I stand in the middle of the night The time is passing by as a river I have left many a memorable sights Now a defeated soul, once an achiever Sometimes a lone star comes up As a new hope and show me the path I have left a the dream halfway in The gloaming and forgotten my birth The whisper of a dreadful dawn Keeps my mind in a constant fear Piercing through the dark the sun of Promise will rise ever it is not clear Like a pole I am standing in the dark With no name, no identity, no mark The flash of light will reveal the truth A name will be given to me for my work