Driving on the road to oblivion,
The horizon is aflame.
My surrounding world is silhouetted,
The night puts day to shame.
The sky is awash with fire,
Red and amber hues;
Headlights dazzle my eyes,
Trees bare like ink tattoos.
Empty homes awaken,
With every switch of a light;
Windows fill with life,
As day becomes night.
The atmosphere illuminates,
Creating such ambient light;
As life awakens in the undergrowth,
For this is my twilight.
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Busy mummy who loves to read to my children. Will write about anything
I wanna stare at the sunset. I want to forget everything. I want nothing to regret. I want to stay there and just have those memories of good stuff in mind. I want to shut the world outside.
Light burns through bruised blackness, its purple indigo scars fading, healing. The golden color washing it all away with graceful, elegant strokes. I'm caught in between.
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