Reaching out into the sky
Grasping something oh so high
Broken promises, shattered dreams
Of perfect lives and happy themes

Even though the reach solves naught
Hope knows how to hit the spot
It's better to dream of impossible things
Than to sit and wait for what life brings

What she knows is safe;
the warmth wraps her tight
in a blanket of smoke.

A brief moments escape
from terrorizing thoughts
eating away her heart.