pitter-patter on my head
turning my face to the heavens
acid burning a line of tears
thunder-beating of my heart; heavy and rhythmic
lightning-spark of my breath; sharp and bright
dark cloud, large and menacing
hanging just above my head

You are the Sun
In an absence of light.
But soon you will be absent
And I shall be blind.

l act like l don't care



but inside I'm screaming