the warm hue of the sun kisses my head
is it morning ?
did i even sleep?
i turn over , ignoring the rays seeping through
they’re just lying to me
the sun doesn’t care if i’m tired
i sleep and sleep and sleep
and keep closing my curtains
i wonder if the sun cares
what if today i keep the blinds open?
i can mend my wrongs and enjoy the morning
but it’s too late
the sun doesn’t want to kiss my head anymore
it’s been so long since i’ve seen those beautiful rays
will it ever come back?
have i ruined everything?
i miss the sun.
