Bored of the land and all on it
Wondering what lies above that above me.
A field of blue with tufts of white like little cushions for gods .
Off to another plane where the irregular is regular .
May be in the clouds there are no worries .
May be in the clouds there are no fears
A promise of heaven a promise of peace Free of hurt and filled with bliss
Now I envy the dead *** they don't feel
Calmly laying there after a life spent
Souls headed for the clouds
Forever starts where life ends .
Jul 22, 2014
Jul 22, 2014 at 7:57 PM UTC
Bored of the land and all on it
Wondering what lies above that above me.
A field of blue with tufts of white like little cushions for gods .
Off to another plane where the irregular is regular .
May be in the clouds there are no worries .
May be in the clouds there are no fears
A promise of heaven a promise of peace Free of hurt and filled with bliss
Now I envy the dead *** they don't feel
Calmly laying there after a life spent
Souls headed for the clouds
Forever starts where life ends .
Pain changes people
