No sun

Rain is ok.

Why wouldn’t I be allowed to cry

when the sky is crying with me.

 

Clouds are ok.

Why wouldn’t I be allowed to hide

behind my dark shadows

wrap myself in them and watch the day passing by

if that is what the sky does.

 

Sunshine hurts.

Sunshine hurts my eyes that are too used to darkness.

Sunshine brightens up the day and brings to light how deep the rift is

between me and the world.

And that there is no bridge to cross it.

Or maybe I can just not see it

with these blinded eyes.

Sunshine hurts.

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