On lonely days,
when I feel broke,
The kind of day that feels like I've lost
All hope,
It comes to take
Away the pain...
It splits the sky;
It clears the rain.
It sends a ray of light into my
Shadow -filled brain.
For just today,
It'll be okay...
But sometimes,
Sunshine,
It clears away the fog and it helps remind,
That I deserve
This gift of life...
And sometimes,
Sunshine,
Means another day when I can
Let it all out,
And I can smile,
Without my doubts...
On days when I
Sit locked inside,
Feeling so depressed I couldn't laugh
Or cry,
I'd close my eyes,
And step outside...
And sometimes,
Sunshine,
Like a memory from another
Lifetime,
A warm embrace;
My kindest friend...
On endless months,
Or brutal weeks,
Those times when even sleep never
Brings relief,
No drink or pill
Can give me peace...
I lay awake,
Beneath the sheets,
Begging for a dream that doesn't have
To be sweet.
Just let me fade,
And end this day...
But when I wake,
It covers me,
Brightest of them all in the Great Black
Sea,
It seems to say,
"Come out and play. "
See, sometimes,
Sunshine,
Means another day when I can
Never mind,
And leaves me free,
To just be Me...
And sometimes,
Sunshine,
Makes me think about why I
Doubt myself,
This gentle breeze
Can set me free...
I wrote this earlier this evening while watching the sunset at the park. It can be read as either a song or a poem. The colors of sunset always have a way of making me smile, no matter how ****** I feel that day.