A New Dawn: a poem

I wrote this poem when I was younger and quite depressed. I just wanted to give up, but knew that I would make it if I could just hold on a little longer.

Nowhere left to run
Nowhere left to hide
No one left to turn to
Nothing left inside

No place left to go to
No one left to trust
Nothing left of my hopes and dreams
But a small pile of dust

But there's still a little life
Just a small flame, a little spark
But, nurtured lovingly and carefully
It shall grow to light the dark

So even though I'm empty
Even though everything's gone
If I can just survive til then
It'll be time... for A New Dawn