I remember when I was younger, I used to get up early and watch the sun rise.
Now I'm.older and I don't like seeing the sun rise I want to watch it set.
I want the darkness to surround me and envelope me in it's loneliness.
Perhaps I loved the sun at one time because I was innocent.
I didn't see the bad in the world and I had a beautiful mind set.
After broken bones and my skin bleeding with shattered pieces of my heart, sticking out in every direction, I can't say I have the courage to watch a sun rise anymore.
Because all I can see is tattered memories in the distance as that light shines over the horizon.
I don't want to see it.
I want to be in the dark because the dark isn't so scary anymore.
That vicious beast became my home and my home loves me.
Despite his large claws that occasionally cut into me, he can't help that.
So in the darkness I'll stay, and I'll watch the sun set with hopes in my mind that "Tonight I'll be okay.".
