God of the Sky

[beholdthechris]

I want to control the storms.
I want to control the sky.
I want to control the rain
And throw things with the wind.

I want to stand on a hill in a grassy field
And just gaze up into the sky and watch in awe
As the sky brightens up like the forth of July.
I want lightning to streak across the sky
Just miles above my head
And hear the thunder rip right out from the sky
And slam down, hard into my ears.
I want to be shaken by the sky's mighty hammer.
I want to be dazed from the light.
I want the rain to beat against my face.
I want the cold drops to burn my cheeks.
I want to feel the sting of the rain
And to be drenched down to my soles.
I want to shiver as I stare.
I want the wind to beat me plenty
And shake my loose clothes about my body.
I wish it were strong enough
To rip the clothes right off my body
But winds that strong would blow me away
And I just want to watch the battle in the sky.
I don't want to be a part of it.
I just want to watch.
I like to watch.

I wish I could control the sky.
I wish I could control it all.