Closure

Unable to let the sun go down I smile, I cackle, I howl, I frown The end of the day was wrongly played Discordant, dishonest, despised, dismayed Desperately I sprinted into the sunset To flee the night and seize the day Father time, the thief of lives Giving me back to mother earth Reduced me to ashes To let her give new birth A new life has come at last Sense to the insane demoniac And the silver sliver of thirty coins is repayed As the scar on the demoniac's palm fades Unwilling to embrace the grave I work, I sleep, I eat, I play Dawn forgives and I remain Passionate, sincere, forgiving and disdained Trying to hold my head up high Wanting a life more than to die