Dark Skies

Dark skies and a downpour of secrets hidden within raindrops.

Glass prisms capturing light and reflecting it off perpendicular planes like the fly caught in a spiders web.

The pain on these four walls, to me, are becoming my own glass prism prison cell. Light  bouncing off reflective surfaces making shapes on walls for your imagination to interpret.

Drowsiness and darkness takes over as your mind slips through alternate realms fabricating dreams and nightmares leaving you empty, fitting puzzle pieces to get the message your sub conscience left you only to e left in lonely frustration.

Days pass on into weeks, and you have all these questions swirling around in your head.

Your heart belongs to someone wonderful, although you aren't sure of alot of things the one thing you are certain of is that you didn't know what true love was until he taught you.

Together you will brave through rainstorms of secrets to tell, glass prisms to break, and flies to free.
Together you can set your mind free of collosal thoughts, and be the person you're supposed to be.