Sol Searching

Why do we search for the sun
With our heads faced down
Buried in dark corners and shadows
Of thinly-veiled excuses
Under bridges of cologne
And rocks masking bone

Our hungry souls digging
For some sign of forgiving
Instead of chasing halcyon summers
We seek cold sleepless nights
What’s the point of looking for light
If we get distracted by treasure

Those rocks that glittered like gold
They rarely carry weight on their shoulders