The Ever Changing Sky

The sky is a vast field of color,
Various shades of pink, purple, and blue shower the sky,
A large, orange ball of light is fading into the night.


The sky is splattered with twinkling stars,
The supporting roles,
And a large, white, glowing orb standing center stage,
The star ironically enough.


Then, as i sleep,
Night fades to day,
And i get to relieve the ever changing sky once again tonight.

Winter

The last few leaves from Autumn linger,
clinging to the little branches of the trees.


There is a chill to the air,
a slight frost to the ground.


The Sun shines bright,
but offers little warmth in this Winter.

The Forbidden Flower

That flower wasn't meant for me,
Yet I reach out for it,
Despite the thorns that enclose it.


That flower,
That love,
It's forbidden to me.


Never shall I see the brightness of love.

My Flight

You never loved me,

Did you?

It was all an act,

And I’m sick of being the audience.

I’m done being pulled around,

Bound by these strings,

I can never do anything for myself,

Well now it’s about time to grow some wings.

How can you sit there and treat me like this?

How can you sleep at night,

Knowing that you’ve hurt another,

Well now it’s about time to take my flight.

Broken

The smiles are fake,

The laughter isn’t real,

The happiness is gone,

I feel so dead.

I laugh and smile,

And you believe it,

But she doesn’t,

She can see that I’ve become plastic.

I want you to see me for who I really am,

Not that fake little bitch I’ve become,

But for what you’ve really done to me,

Broken.

What You Wanted

The tears caress my face slowly,

Falling down from my watery eyes,

I hate this feeling,

This feeling of nothingness.

I’m dying,

And there’s no one around to save me,

No one cares,

No one wants to love me.

I cry and cry,

Bleed and bleed,

I slip away quietly,

Unnoticed.

I see your face,

It fades to black,

Now you’re the only thing I see,

It’s what you wanted all along isn’t it?

The Flame

What if life is just like a flame?
If life is like a flame,
then the smoke is like your soul.
What happens once the flame is snuffed out?
The smoke remains,
but it soon disappears.
Is this what happens to us?
Our souls wander the world amongst the living for a little while,
and then float into some unknown place?
Is there anything after this,
or are we just like the smoke,
quick to disappear?