Jul 11, 2025
sunny day
its a sunny morning, and my plants need watering.
the sun is bleeding through the day and i get to wake up, happy and ready for the soft grass and attentive leaves.
my blanket is warm, and the pictures on my wall familiar to the eye. my distractions feel good, because the sun is out, kissing my worries goodbye
its bleeding through my window
it feels great against my skin
but how long does it last
before the sun wears away
and stops right at the glass
its a sunny day, you think... the breeze was welcoming, and the air was fresh
but its just no use,
when you hate your own flesh.
