Sunsets - The Sun Sets by Maggie

The Sun Sets

One day the sun went down and never came back up. 
I know this because I woke up to darkness. 
“Hello darkness, my old friend.” I greeted. 
It responded with a sound of silence.

I felt my way around to the window. 
That tiny window above the bookshelf. 
Oops. I think I just crashed into something. Or someone. 
Who else could be here?

Finally, I had reached the window. 
A small slit into the heavens. 
I exhaled. My breath fogged up the glass. 
That’s no good.

I squinted. Forcing my vision to clear.
My pupils to dilate. Take in the light. 
I could have wiped the fog away with my hand.
But humans are absurd.

Concentrate. You had to concentrate. 
It can be devious. 
The Sun can hide.
Sometimes its presence was muffled by the clouds. 

But it wasn’t. 

I went to the horizon and peeked over the edge.
I said, “Sun, why aren’t you getting up?”
“I’m a dying star.” It whispered back.
Like a voice caught in a vacuum.
It was going towards oblivion. 

Oh. 

Author's Note: Ha. Me? Author? What a joke. Okay. I'm the first one to give up and post my piece. JUST A FAIR WARNING THOUGH. This is not poetry. It's...like crappy sentences separated into groups of four. There's like no flow. I don't know what I was doing. It's approaching 11pm and I better just post it and get it over and done with. (Please don't laugh at me. Or pretend to be nice. :C) In my defence for this bad piece of writing...I was stressing over about uni. WHICH IS TOMORROW. D: 

 

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