When the sunsets
The ground metamorphies to show demons
The darkness housing claws and teeth
Only broken by hopeful streetlights
When the mindsets
Neurons metamorphies
Revealing all the demons depression held back
Only broken by the love of family and friends
I do not like sunsets
I know they are inevitable
So i have learned to cherish all the sunlight
Because i do not know when the darkness will return
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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