We go to sleep, knowing the sun will be right there to greet us tomorrow.
But what if, when you wake up, there is no sun.
We would be stranded in an everlasting darkness, killing us all eventually.
Because even though we think we would be okay, we would freeze to death.
But you had gotten so used to not having to worry about the sun, that when you actually needed it, it was never coming back.
YOU ARE READING
matter
Poetrymat·ter ˈmadər/ noun 1. anything that has mass and occupies a space. an abundance of matter in the form of poetry and short stories lowercase intended
