As evening old
Tired and cold
Staggers slowly
Into the night
The sun does hang
A trifle long
Unhappy to cede
Its higher ground
To the sluggish night
Waiting around

As darkness spreads
Slowly around
Shadows rise
Without a sound
Something stirs
And stares at you
From corners evaded
All our life.

In horror as you
shift your gaze
More of them rise
To stare at you
As you hide
Your face in fear
Their whispers start
Getting loud.

And as the light
Is going out
On the lonely evening
Of your life
Though buried alive.
In recesses deep
Your follies and failures
Seek you out.