Stop the Sun (School Project)

Nothing but blackness,
Darkness surrounding me.
My eyes portraying the world as empty,
My ears painfully assuring otherwise
When the sounds of gunfire shatters the silence.
Screams break free as mortars strike;
Chaos increases to a point of climax,
Then dies down to lifeless, fatal silence.

They're coming for me;
When the night vanishes, surely they will arrive.
The sun must not rise;
The sun must not come up;
I must keep dawn from coming
Only then will I be safe, only then will I survive

But as always, it came,
Beginning with a faint gray,
Turning to a gentle glow of despair
They were there
And although they didn't harm my body,
I died all the same...
We couldn't do it,
We failed to stop the sun.

(This is a poem about the Veitnam war. I got the idea from a story called Stop the Sun that we read at school, and so I wrote it for extra credit because I liked the details in the story and it made me feel like writing about it)