The Sun Goes Down

I watch the sun go down.
Silently without a sound,
And it makes me think,
Of a interesting link.

The link of life,
And how when in strife.
We will just fall down,
Without making a sound.

This cycle goes on,
And though it seems wrong.
It's natural like the sun,
And the cycle that runs.

Falling with utmost grief,
That can't be relieved.
No matter how much I think.
I can't stop when I sink.