Sunset

I get depressed whenever it's sunset time. I dunno why, do all people feel the same?

"I can't take it."
I murmerred to myself.
Being locked up in this room.
I can't escape.
My biggest doom.
Day's end.
When the sun starts to bend.
The moon's turn to appear.
My biggest fear.
I clutch my chest.
As if, I'm falling off a nest.
Waiting, and waiting.
For the sun to set.
Waiting,
Trying to let,
The worst point of my day,
Go away.

Author's Note

Review please.

Reviews

[Cherrie Palmer]

I like broken thoughts that form a picture and in turn tell a story, very nice.