the sun blinds my eyes, rips through the fibres with the
force of an angry star. it burns into my brain, tears through my
perception and scars my memories, drenching them in sunlight -
making the past look golden and oh so desirable.
it also dulls my senses, forces the future to forever compete
with days that once were and people long gone. i avoid sunny
days, and i do not look up.
