Sep 15, 2004 15:49
I don't really know what mood i'm in today and I need my friends. I'm tired. I'm emotional. Things seem vaugley hopeless. I'm probably too pessimistic...probably? how about for sure.
Here...just read this...
The 9th Cloud
so where do these clouds go?
the ones that give unto you shade of protection, overlooked.
the sky is so much further away.
the first person view is much better
from the wing of a burning plane.
my last heartbeat was televised.
this is the definition of fame.
dark blue petroleum fading to milky white.
this was painted for your eyes only.
an empire of pale waterfalls with
a glow of cerulean on the horizon.
and my dreams have yet to compare
to the jagged, stretched out, lines
of these figures alone.
and my dreams will never become real
with the fashion and material
that holds this world together.
It was a kingdom of fog and enshrouded lights of the disastorous and the divine.