gazing at the never ending sky,
i **** every last thought on my mind.
watching the birds fly free,
vaguely hoping they take me.

i paint the sky,
make it mine,
put my heart and soul into it.

for once i let my gaurd down,
begging for inner peace,
openly accepting the desolation,
as i hope for the chord to ease.

the darkness swallows the golden light,
with soft promises to reunite.