304: Blind to the Sun

It's dark when I wake up

No light, no light

Only the frozen, prickling air on my skin

As I force my eyes open

Into the dusk-like dawn

The lampposts buzz

Electric glaring fluorescence

False neon orbs

Wake up, wake up

And I stare back

Numb

Blinking against the light

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Written by: Millie Bysh

Instagram: @leoninepixie

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