The sun sets slowly from the pages in my head.
There seems to be eyes all around.
Through the last rays of hope streaming down,
Fountains’ waters softly splash the ground.
As the night breaks through the last rays of light
The darkness surrounds in all-consuming fright.
The sparkling eye sees through this day,
While wondering through the sand choked fray.
I wait and I wonder, what should I do?
I cannot connected to this world or go through.
I need a vision, I need a past,
I need something that is going to last.