i have lived under black skies, the atmosphere choking me with every star in the sky that should've burned bright but instead became dull. i have lived under black skies that were empty, as if it were a canvas lacking inspiration. i have lived under black skies and nothing was okay.
i have lived under grey skies. i have lived under grey skies where everything was frozen and good or bad had no balance. i have lived under grey skies that defied change, defied time, defied emotion. i have lived under grey skies that enveloped me in neutrality or, a better term, numbness. i have survived under grey skies, not truly lived, because i didn't care at all.
i would like to live under blue skies. blue skies that reflect in the color of my eyes, that makes every other sound comparable to music. i would like to live under blue skies that create a calming sea rather than a raging storm in my heart, blue skies that replace the red warning sirens in my mind. i would like to live under blue skies.
the skies are not blue.
ahhh this is something i just kinda came up with in a moment of sadness. i really liked it, though, and i hope you guys do too.