I have something simple to ask you
Tell me
What do you see in a sunset?
Do you see a painting, a scattering of warm hues?
Do you see a blanket of doom enveloping us
As the stars come out to play?
Do you see emotions?
Boldness, vibrancy, laughter?
Do you see the end of one thing
And the beginning of another?
Do you see anything deeper?
Does it remind you of someone?
Does it invoke thought in the deepest part of your mind?
Do you ever sit out and watch the sun die?
Have you ever wished that it would never end?
Have you ever cried when the last bleeding rays of light
Disappear over the horizon?
Does it make you crave something, a cold drink perhaps?
Or perhaps, someone, a girl who used to hold your hand
And laugh at your jokes, even when you knew they weren't funny?
Does the sunset remind you of your mother?
How vividly she spoke of her hopes for you radiated in the colors
Before she closed her eyes for a final time?
Or does it remind you of yourself?
Of how every bit of light in you died
And now a starless sky reigns over a cloud of darkness?
You used to watch the sunset every night
Holding the roses in your hand from a sweet girl
Which would soon decorate a hospital room, cold and sterile
But now you watch from inside
Inside a house of broken dreams, quiet hands folded in silent
But angry prayer.
And the twilight sun is the only beauty left in your life
But tell me
What do you see in a sunset?