staring at the sun

an old poem

Staring at the sun

i see myself

Bright,strong, invincible 

A sweet singing bird blocks the rays

A blanket of black holes 

Ripping my skin off

Never again does the sun feel right

coldness shreds away my protection

Gaping holes in my armor

Starving my body of its comforts 

Robbing me of my pride
My venerability left out

for everyone to see

a bird with no worries 

careless and reckless with stolen martyr

i"m not the first and I'm not the last