Skies are blue, skies are grey, but my heart still floats away no matter what the day.
empty air lifts the soul from my chest dragging it in the skies.
leaving me to float ....like an empty cavity .... like a wide range sky
I can’t move the body only wants to fly high away, but instead it falls hitting the ground like feather causing no pain and only rattling the dust to slightly cause a cloud to catch my sight attracting me to look at this wide space in the open sky.
HOW empty it feels, how weak, but yet its a world of possibilities of pain, lies, lost faith, abuse, neglect, to much love, not enough love....
the skies are to empty my heart and soul fly away leaving me to lay there
for a storm to come a sweep my lifeless body away..........