Summer Sky

In the skies of summer
I seem to wonder
When my life will end
And my paradise shall begin
Sometimes I choose to loose
In then I forget my thoughts
That were brought
By summer skies
Up high
In the sky
On a cloud he lies
Asleep
So deep and sweet
Almost as if he is at piece
But he has just been ceased by my thoughts
That I think in his summer sky
Saying that better I was taught
Than to think of such wretched, aweful thoughts
Said, to myself I have lied
While he lies
On the cloud
Brought by his summer sky
But my thoughts are not lies
But like ties
Bounding me to my peace
And only by my leaving
This world 
Thus this hurt shall soon be released
I wish not to die
Only but to lie
I his summer sky