I stare at the sun, its glow is fading Sets to west, hides beneath the clouds Finally, it is now resting I stare at the sun, and I find it calming
I stare at sun and wishing I could be one It goes down and ends the day Hoping I can also say, 'alright I'm done' I stare at the sun, and end up sobbing
I stare at the sun, there it is shining Rises to the east, sky is now finally lit Light penetrates the trees reaches the earth I stare at the sun, and its warmth is soothing
I stare at the sun and envies its certainty For when the **** crows, surely it goes up Praying that I too could be wide awake I stare at the sun, and I keep going
“the tired sunsets and the tired people - it takes a lifetime to die and no time at all.” ― Charles Bukowski