
My body enjoyed the warmth of the sun
Which was hidden by the clouds
So I didn’t feel the heat
You trust it more not to harm
The next day, the skin turned bright red
In the next days, charcoal black
To the point that people thought I was burnt by fire
And I wasn’t allowed to see my face
Until it started to heal
Hope you’re doing okay.
This happened years ago but my writing mind is weird