Life is like a sky
Life is like a sky,
You fly past many lands, many oceans,
Each time wondering how anything could be so beautiful,
Until you reach a dark place so vile,
Not even the bravest of people could bare it,
Through that dark cloud I see light!
I’m trying to fly
Trying to stay in the sky
Trying stay alive,
Flapping, Flying, desperation leaking through a tear,
I feel my wings stop.
I’m falling,
Falling.
And the world goes dark again.
This poem is about:
Our world