sky

 
sacred heart writhing in pain
I sing to the darkness
it intently listens to my song
no one else hears, only the infinite
I vibrate with feeling

sorrow so easy to conceal from humanity
flows from my soul onto the air
it's frequency picked by those above
in the bleak I am known
in the onyx kingdom, loved

my unruly pain divine
it is given to me to flavor my spirit
melancholy notes comingle with happiness
watered down regrets
inside me I ache

the infinite feels my hurt
reflected back to me with immortal care,
are my thoughts mixed with his feelings for me

I seek ascension
I touch the sky and sigh
blue is my favorite color
the sky smiles and she patiently asks...

what does this cloud look like to you?

Rorschach would be proud
then Sigmund inquires about my mommy issues
and I realize it's all an illusion

a moment is too much
a minute too late
I live in the now
may my yesterdays forgive me