Like the sun sets,

And the sky becomes dark,

My eyes close and darkness engulfs my mind,

But unlike stars that rise

To cover the sun’s absence,

No stars appear in the darkness of my mind.


Like the ocean,

Which kicks to form subtle waves.

I too kick myself,

To remove frustration.

But alas, no waves of relief form inside me.


Like the sun-kissed leaves,

That fall from the amber trees,

I too fall into the dirt.


And like the emerald green leaves,

That grow and breathe once more

In spring,

I too get up and rise in full color.


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