My Inner Constriction

When the Sun Goes Down

What comes up when the sun goes down tonight?

The balcony sunset fades to silent gray.

Suddenly there is no light in my sight.

The life I left behind helps me pray,

That in the morning I can live again.

To find what is really in my head.

To rid of the darkness I count to ten.

When I close my eyes all I see is red.

The purple sky is like an icy glacier.

And dawn goes down into a brand new year.

Now my world has been wiped like an eraser.

And spiraled drizzle of ending tears.

When the sun goes down I see the truth,

That nothing can save my expired youth.