Sunrise, Sunset
Ah, Sunset.
The sun sinks slowly behind the horizon.
As it falls, it crumbles walls.
The walls that separate worlds.
Freedom.
Happiness.
My love.
They waited for me.
She waited for me.
I leave it all behind.
Pain.
Stress.
Work.
Hate.
None of it is here.
Sunrise.
Desestructive, disruptave, draining, demoralizing, disgusting, dirty.
Dragging me back.
I have to say goodbye.
I hate to say goodbye.
Tears streaming down her face.
I must leave this place.
The rays of sunlight peak in.
Dig in to my skin.
I try to tell people why.
There lies a hollow look within my eye.
"Nice story, kid."
Story.
Story?
Story?!?!
Stories have an purpose.
East West the sun goes.
The day burns.
The night with moonlight glows.
The walls crumble and let me in.
I am only there to be dragged out again.
Why?
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