WildHorses

WildHorses
No rhyme no rhythm, just a flow of thoughts..

Friday, April 29, 2011

Stormy skies


My mind is clouded like the clouded sky,
my thoughts good and bad
are hanging low like the heavy clouds
before a storm..

My mind is clouded like the clouded sky,
and i'm feelin blue 'cos i'm alone..
but as i look at the sky and wonder
someone somewhere is blue like me..

My mind is clouded like the clouded sky,
but now the clouds are drifting
its becoming clearer than before
and now i'm blue no more..

as someone somewhere beneath this sky,
is feeling blue like me no more..

1 comment:

Phoenix said...

Thoughtful and deep