Before the Sun Goes Down
A day of angry words and pain ends as it began with
Not a thought for what lay in between
The fading light of memory burns away in heavens flames
As the sun races 'yond to dream unseen
I turn a cheek full of regret and slowly make my way
Down a path where little comfort e’er I’ll find
To tarry long there on would find me sleeping all alone
To hurry on may leave my pride behind
In silence, I surrender to this battle deep inside
Though struggles lost and won come back around
Peace. Is it found, or made…or something in between?
It must be mine before the sun goes down
Christopher Thor Britt
Motif: Philosophical
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