Sun Won’t Come Out
John Samaras
It’s hard to admit
When it all seems so hopeless
The more you submit
The less that you have to offer
The sun won’t ever come out again
Clear your conscience
It’s so easy to do
In your presence
It’s only a distractive vignette
The sun won’t ever come out again
But I’m drifting away
Was it just a dream?
For all I know it makes no difference
My silhouette
Is the constant reminder
Of an empty threat
And I don’t mind that
The sun won’t ever come out again
