Sundown Syndrome
The sunset paints the sky with tangerine hue. The seawaters reflect the shadow of loneliness that dominates over the beauty that I see. Solitude. How lonelier it can be when this sundown syndrome befalls and take its toll? The music of the waves resonates a dying sonata. Re-echoing the silent cry within my heart... Oh, Sunset... You are something I love but Hate.