My only sunset

Day one 

Water and sand

No need for someone

In this deserted land

 

I shoot my thoughts 

Into the sky

Judgment aint here

To bring them down

 

Blank canvas 

Day five 

I’ll find a way

The brush is mine

 

Seventh night

First cloud

I find shelter

Behind my pride

 

Loneliness 

Is not that bad

I’ll make it through

A thousand nights

 

I wanna think 

That I was right

But its day thirty

And this mind runs wild

 

Day fifty five

Or Eighty nine

I’m not sure 

I lost the count

 

The sky is pouring

My thoughts down

My castle is drowning 

I lost my crown 

 

God forgets 

And I regret

Watching sunsets

But you instead

 

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