The Setting Sun

THE SETTING SUN I LOOK OUT OVER THE HORIZON AT WHAT HAS PAST THE SHADOWS CAST UPON MY LIFE AND THE LIGHT OF THE SUN THAT I NO LONGER SEE I ONCE FELT ITS WARMTH, ONCE FELT NO SHROUD COULD BLOCK ITS RAYS NOW AS I ENTER A NEW STAGE IN MY LIFE, THE DUSK AND NOT THE DAWN WILL GUIDE ME WEARY OF THE WORLD, OF THE HECTIC PACE OF LIFE I’M FORCED TO KEEP THE ENERGY OF YOUTH HAS FADED AND THE UPHILL CLIMB IS FAR TOO STEEP A VICTIM OF THE CHAOS, EVERY DAY HAS PLACED UPON ME A VICTIM OF THE BELIEF THAT THERE IS NO TOMORROW WAITING BEYOND TODAY I AWAKE EACH DAY NOT WANTING THE NIGHT TO END I LAY DOWN TO SLEEP EACH DAY NOT WANTING THE NIGHT TO BEGIN NOT NEAR ENOUGH TO THE START YET TO FAR FROM THE FINISH SOMEWHERE, HERE IN THE MIDDLE OF MY LIFE PURPOSE IS THE FORGOTTEN CAUSE I LACK THE SLEEP TO REST IN PEACE, LACK THE PEACE TO SLEEP AT REST UNABLE TO BEGIN AGAIN AND SOMEHOW UNABLE TO CHANGE CAUGHT IN THIS STATE, VOID OF ALL UNDERSTANDING UNABLE TO SEE BEYOND THE DARKNESS THAT SEEMS TO HAVE FALLEN AGAIN WITH THE SETTING OF THE SUN…