Ink Sun

Rays of sun
Used to wake me up
Every morning
It was really kind of
Annoying
Their light would
Burn my eyes,
Show me the dust in the air...
But,
When it was cold and dark
And I would cry
Try to stare at the stars
Through the thick fog
I longed for that warmth
Missed it
For so long
When they returned, 
I spent my time getting burned
And pretending I knew what to do, 
What not to do wrong
I closed my eyes,
To escape,
For a second
Because I was 
Second-guessing
And in the blink of an eye
The night filled the sky
My rays of sun were missing.

Sun
Cannot be
Detained
Besides, DUST
Is far more...
Captivating...

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

I felt the sun's warmth and saw the dust motes dancing in your words. No curtains at my bedroom window. I like to wake up to the sun on my face, shining through the angled window in the roof. That way I have the best of both worlds, sun and stars. Thank you for the read.

Chris