The End of Another Day

Sitting, bathed in sunset,
Whilst the tears trickle
From over-emotional clouds.
Red and blue.
Anger and sorrow,
A fire burning on the horizon,
And the cold wind of
A harsh reality.

This is the way it is.

Go on then, wind.
Keep fucking blowing.
Go on, rain.
Keep fucking falling.
Let the fire keep burning.
I don't care anymore.
I don't care how much it hurts.
Go on.
Try me.
Throw everything you want at me.

I. Won't. Break.