The Scoffing Sun

Photo by Zwaddi on Unsplash

Complete madness, all of my days
with no clouds to carry me.
I have only this…
a fable of truth…
and the scoffing sun.

There is no way to escape
its laughter and its mockery.
Hiding to get away from
mine thine enemy…
and the scoffing sun.

My midnights bring relief
but even then I can not sleep.
The days are still fresh and
memories clearly of…
the scoffing sun.

There, when morning do I rise
and hope for something new
but never is, and all I know
is more of this,
and the scoffing sun.

Photo by Zwaddi on Unsplash

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