The World Whisperer

The thunder in my head pulsing,
But my eyes have not begun to rain.

Accepting will lend you freedom,
Evacuate the pain.

Silence is the cue to thinking.
Drowning in the dark.

But every time one holds my hand,
They tend to leave a mark.

Lead me to an infinite ladder,
Bring me to the sky.

I have inhaled a dream to explore the world entire.
And I long to say goodbye.

Curse of the Sky

All this rain,
For all this love
You refuse to give away.

A permanent rain cloud,
Inescapably pending.

There's a thunder waiting beneath the surface.

Ignorance is not an option.

A warning sign heard from miles away.
Will break the strings you made today.

Innocence - getting further away.

Morning Blues

Blue
To put the memories in the box.

Blue and white wispy swirls held against the rays.

No matter where you end up lost,
The sky will always look the same.

Unfamiliar place, filled with the same familiar sky.

Lightening bolt snaps vital life,
Shivering thunder to move the ground beneath this shelter.

But I have slept through it all,
Now, I hear nothing but the rain..