SunsetMy life was like the Day,Sunset by midnight-nightengale
It all started a bright light.
The greatest of times,
But I was never a morning person.
I used to embrace the Afternoon,
When the sun was at it's highest peak,
When Everything was okay.
Then It started to set,
Gone too soon,
And I wish I would've embraced the morning.
It was a cycle I couldn't stand,
So I let my least breath set with the sun,
Little did I know I would miss the embrace of the moon,
And the light of tomorrow.