Blue flames gorge on the inner woods
While glowing embers fill the plagued sky.
I lay there surrounded,
without agony inside.
Because with my eyes wide open,
In the dancing and sweeping light,
I catch the memories of
Tiffany Blue skies.
The horizons of solemn, slow moving clouds.
The fire continues engulfing the life around me.
And I continue to stare
As if the heat was the rays from the sun
cascading down, warming me from my core,
Coming closer, the element burns the surface of my hull.
The shell of a human,
With the mind of the universe,
That would never contain a soul.
The trees are falling, bringing down the forest.
I remain silent, though I'm in anything but silence.
I remain still, though chaos surrounds me.
Some say I'm petrified, even mortified.
I believe I am satisfied.
Nothings remains not even my body,
So we move on.
Just like my vitality.
YOU ARE READING
Thoughts Of Me, Sorry.
PoetryJust everyday, unconventional, uplifting, relatable, sad writings. Take a journey through my head. **warning-may make you unconsciously slip into a corner alone, with sad music drowning you through your headphones**
