July 28: Sometimes the world hurts

Sometimes it hurts to be outside
Because I can’t feel the world
I am a numb alien
The heat of the sun hurts
It burns but doesn’t warm
The light casts harsh shadows
There aren’t romantic sunsets
Just bright sun which blinds
The world brings no awe
It leaves me hopeless
No faith in its being, products, or survival
Reminds me that not once
Not a single day
Have I felt truly grateful to be dropped on this rock.