I feel the day ending as the sun sets,
The light getting dark, the birds chirping recklessly
The sorrow of something coming to an end
The anxiety of not knowing what’s coming next
The interim unrest between the pretty bright ball of orange
light and the silvery shining beauty
I want the time to halt, to freeze to come to an end
To not change, I like no change; I like to make it stop
My heart churns inside and I feel heavy, eyes are burdened
with the change that’s anticipated
I rather like the limbo
I want to procrastinate, to not believe
I want it to be the same like it was before
I want it to be bright and clear and full of life
What do I do, I am anxious, I am troubled but there is
nothing I can do
I feel the sun setting everyday with a part of me yearning for no
change everyday
