Red light. Is it eyes that bleed?
:thumb53095316: Or is it just the night.
Nocturnal switches it songs,
Playing louder with every second.
The red light glares up at us.
Mocking the sun. Teasing,
Casing the humid thick air,
With the longing heat on our backs, Breathing never was easier with,
The creepy tone of the redness,
Of this artificial sky.
Simulated. We have adapted to,
A lifestyle that will help us survive,
Not by the shore of the ocean,
Welcoming us with salty breezes,
And high traveling waves.
But by the love,
And calcium fortified sand, The red sun,
:thumb168109180:We were awakened by this light.
Feel we need to move with this,
Nocturnal flight. The red light.
poetry from fav.me/d2arqym