The Sunset...

The sun is red as it dips down to take it's sleep
Through the trees the majestic haze creeps through...
lightening up the landscape as it says 'adeu'

Sitting in a stifling room I witness the event
My heart and soul beginning to sink with the golden orb
The fire of emotions and peace and serinity growing cold

The landscape is now bare, dull and devoid of spirit
As the ebony monster places his footsteps towards them
sucking away the joyful pallete once had

I am now bare, dull and devoid of spirit
No light to find my way and no heat to warm me
lost in the dreary darkness i fall into a pit of cold stone

But the sun rises again to reveal the hidden truth
Darkness cannot envelop the beauty that was always there
For although shielded from sight it never loses spirit

I have fallen but unlike nature my sun has not risen
The beauty has dissapeared and only steep walls surround me
clutching nothing but air I slowly wither in the unending night

Will the sun ever shine in this pit again?