A sombre sullen dejected and introspective mood culminates over the weary soul after a calamitous loss . The suffering and sadness are great. The loneliness is even harder to bear, weighing down heavy through anguished emotional breathing, sighing in futile desperation, the finality of bereavement is a burden on the tired and the sick, the dying and the damaged. Over time, the defeated hopes of a once prouder and stronger spirit are now all but demolished, destroyed, devoid of lighted expression. The time is one of mourning, expressive in its dulled pangs of pain. the time is forever eternal, the day is ending, in the dim shadows lingering on and all the world is faced with the melancholic misery of another lonely dusk.