A/N: Well, I guess this is yet another installment of poems from the POV of the Mysterious Trio (Spike, Julia, and Vicious)! After watching Vincent die, Spike delves deeper into his wondering about the world and it's reality. He wonders about existence, and feels like his could be coming to a close, all thanks to Vincent, a fellow dreamer living in reality. Spike's POV. Please Read and Review, I loved writing this poem, I want to see what you all think of it. Thanks, Blue Ace.

Twilight is Coming

Gone
Like a song
Floating on the wind
That you can only just hear
But then it fades away
Forever

He's gone
He's gone to sleep
Or woken up maybe
He's finding out
For the both of us
What existence really is
And he knows now
But I am still searching
To justify my life

The rain is washing
It all away
The death
The life
The answers
The rain is cleansing
The World
I want it to clear
My mind
So I can see
What it really is...

Twilight is coming
It's on the horizon
My sun is setting
And night is coming
Come watch the falling stars
With me
Tell me what it's all about

It's not walking away
Like I do so much
Like titanic things never happened
It's something more
And I can feel it...

Twilight is coming
My sun is setting
Come watch the planets rise
With me
Tell me what it is

Back to staring at the sky
Feeling the days and years
Pass by
They are slipping away faster
Than sand from a fist
And I don't know
If I want then to stay
Or slip
All that I really know
Is this....

Twilight is coming
My sun is setting
Come catch the falling star
That's me
Tell me why
We live and breath
Tell me what it's all about...

Twilight is coming...
What's it all about?