"you brutal sky. so far away, yet everywhere I see. nothing but blue with white clouds dotting your silk skin every so often. rain will pour down your marble cheeks when monsoon season comes around the corner and your eyes will flood. you cruel sky. you cause my blood to run into glass castles attempting to feel the pain you tease my senses with. clouds aren't soft on you. ceramic edges slicing your sky and porcelain dolls shattering on the bathroom ground of your heart. how strange you've made my words. even now, when you've left, I still ache with your pain and suffering. I didn't need your pain, but I asked for it anyway and here I am. a raining monsoon season filled with old memories that were never mine. this inheritance is prideful and I have built my great wall high above your sky and ceramic edged clouds. so leave me behind. I won't see you leave. I won't look behind me when I am too fragile to watch you fade away. it will be painful, sensing your absence having never said goodbye."