The Solar System
It’s strange, isn’t it?
Its warmth is needed for survival
But as soon as you reach toward it
As soon as you try to look at it a little more closely
You get burned
Its initial, welcoming glow, peaceful and inviting, draws you out of sleep
Out of night’s fearful glare
Its heat keeps you on your toes
Knowing you should protect yourself from its rays
You choose to bask in it for hours
Just to see how far you can get
Before it bites back
And the peeling, red wound it leaves behind hurts more than you anticipated
You never remember just how much pain something so beautiful can cause
When it sets, all you want is its light
When it rises, all you want is to forget
When it didn’t care about how you felt
When it ignored your need for comfort
And you do.
You look at its cheerful greeting
You trick yourself into thinking
This time it will be different
You have on sunscreen
But you don’t realize it’s only SPF 1
And the cycle repeats.
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