The Setting Sun

Written by: Michael Domaracki

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…