The Fading Sun

I sit alone,

My heart breaking.

They'll never answer the phone

To realize I won't be waking.

The wind is changing

And my smile is fading.

The eyes of everyone

Are faded, hope forever gone.

Am I the one

That is holding the gun?

Do I set them off

And let them follow?

The path is too tough

And our hope is hollow.

The broken hearts

Leave happiness forever gone.

We are scars, bruises, and marks.

Empty hearts have stolen the sun.

Author's Note

The sun symbolises happiness. The scars, bruises, and marks show that we are weakening.