The Sun Doesn’t Shine


The sun doesn’t shine


down on my world,


it remains dark and cold.


A desolate ruin.


A vast land of ice.




The sun doesn’t shine,


it permeates right through me.


Creating a fire inside,


a fire immune to this cold,


down deep, in here, where I hide.




The sun doesn’t shine,


never melting this ice


built up around my heart.


Never comes to warm


that in which has kept me frozen.




The sun doesn’t shine,


an infinite twilight,


filled with infinite gloom.


Reveled by none,


certainly not by I




The sun doesn’t shine,


and I wish that it would.


I seem to be frozen in time,


merely locked in this place,


but I pray not for good.



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