I Feel No Warmth in the Sun
Poetry
I feel no warmth in this place of sun I feel troubled despite all of the “fun” My spirit doesn’t rest as I head east My mind only grows confused As my spirit grows weak I thought it would feel different But I feel the same Except I feel now, even less humane Running away from all the pain Only reminds me that I’m dying for an escape But there is no escape There are only reminders of what I have to face When all of this disappears, and I’m back to the race Wishing for someone to be here is no longer an option This is my new life; I need to accept the adoption Everything is different, yet the same Everything is a nightmare, but nothing has really changed.