Dreadfull Night

Sunset used to be a sight to behold, A moment of beauty, of oranges and gold, But now it brings forth thoughts of fright, Of darkness and terror that will come with the night. It reminds me of nightmares that haunt me so, Of monsters and demons that won't let go, Of a world that's filled with nothing but dread, And a mind that's constantly filled with dread. The sunset, once calming, is now a warning, Of the horrors that come without any mourning, And I can't help but feel so alone, As the darkness descends, and I'm on my own. So I pray for the light, for the break of day, For the sun to rise and chase the dark away, And for peace to find me, in the midst of the fight, As I wait for the sunset, and the coming of the night.