Facing the Sun

A Poem

By Atomic HistorianPublished 11 months ago • 1 min read

Photo by Andrea Caramello on Unsplash

Driving into the sun

Am I on the run

Or just welcoming what I’ve become

No longer in my sleep

On to a better world

One filled with nature and joy

The kind of place I dreamed of as a boy

A place where I can walk barefoot on my mother

And be hugged by my father’s breath

I can sit and talk to my brothers and sisters

Free from the bounds of reality

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Atomic Historian

Heavily irradiated historian developing my writing career. You can follow me on Facebook, Twitter, & Instagram. To help me create more content, leave a tip or become a pledged subscriber. I also make stickers, t-shirts, etc here.