Can anyone explain to me that almost beautiful yet oddly depressing moment
when you watch the sun fall behind the mountains and descend below the horizon,
and all that remains are tongues of fire painted in the ever-changing sky as shadows begin to creep along the ground and darkness slowly consumes everything around you while your thoughts grow louder and louder by the minute
until all traces of the sun and its glowing warmth has faded away,
and you realize darkness has prevailed yet again
and another long night awaits you with hunger in its eyes,
and you find yourself alone once again
as your thoughts reverberate off the walls
of your own emptiness...
