The red sun streaked across the sky.
Its light reminds me of the happy days.
Now all I see is black.
It took five minutes for my world to be gone.
If I had been, there sooner then I could have saved them.
They are no more.
I am but a shadow of myself.
Now I have no one.
There is no light in this world.
The world I used to live in is no more.
The red sun streaked across the sky.
Reminding me of the happy days.
Journal of Danny Fenton/ Masters
