A white sky haunts me
As the clouds cry a sorrowful
Moment of unkind tears.
Tears that hold a burden for every soul that look's up at the sky and confesses all their sorrows.
I to am one of many who burden the sky ,
With one constant question
"Why?"
"Why not now?"
"Why not soon?"
All the 'why's' but none of the awnsers.
People keep their secrets -
In a box,
In a book,
In a person,
Or
In their hearts,
But I keep my secrets in a place I know is safe, a place no soul will hear it , a place no person will learn it , a place only I hold the key too. A place up in the clouds.
But the biggest secret I hold is the anticipation of waiting for the day I find her along with all my awnsers , the who I question about , the ghost who haunts my dreams the one who will change the world I dreadfully live in.

What we see time again
Of what we did see think again
Was it just me
Or was a foe or a friend?

The world is full of misleading clues
Of who we are , what we think and what we might do
Has this happened to you?

With a world of individuality
How can we brush it off
And pretend not to see
The truth that lies in between you and me

The world is a much better place
When not bound by greed or running an untimely race
Not thinking but knowing can save some space

Actions have consequences wether or not
You are part of a war or seeking awnsers to be sought

To stand out for injustice , unkindness and what is not right
Is the battle worth winning in an ultimate fight
We all want peace, so don't speak for me
Speak for yourself so your awnsers can be seen
Speak from your heart and it will grow
From thoughts to actions
Compassion's will grow

For I am one person what about you
I want a better future for our future too
Yes we can swipe left so they say
But that is not living so let's start today

She must know how i feel when my time under the Kalamazoo sun has finally reached its purpose.
That when the end is in sight
the tears that fall are the last memories of my love for her.
With each drop comes happiness
cloaked in a blanket of melancholy
streaming down my face.
That when she looks up at the star lit sky searching for the awnsers in her life,
she sees my shooting star, finally making her wish come true.

This love never changes
         This love cannot be broken
                  This love is endless.

To think we are alone
Is a matter of perception
In a vast planet
Of misdirection

My belief is "no"!
That is true
What you believe
Will be up to you

Gods image we are created
As told by "the good book"
We are part of a bigger network
With a telescope..take a look

The sightings may be real
At least what I believe
Even though we didn't feel
Even though we didn't see

Why is it hidden
We might ask
My reasoning to keep from fear
Hopefully the awnsers might come
One day at last..


What you believe
Will be up to you
But, if you happen to meet one
Come across one..
What would you do?

In the end a dream can just vanish
Distracted from reality
Woke up and disappear with insanity
Questions are asked but truth lies with morality
Awnsers are told but second guessings  can rattle me
Beneath my skin I'm the only won who battles me
I'm my own worst enemy
and the only best friend to me
Caged in chains with two blades that split grains
Two sides together can take what ever is sent to me
Often alone I'll aways have my company
To comfort me or spoil me
As long as intruders don't form in my life I can live happily  
Pain free

She turns to the light
Looking for awnsers that are simply not there
The once rosey cheeks become grey dulled expressions.
She missed the light , the light was the guider,
Of her world .