Cloud Laying

cloud-layingHopes floating in thin air.

Inhaling to keep from remembering.

Suffocating in my own skin.

I dream of my dreams in gold with an exquisite finish.

If I hold on a little longer it’s like creating destiny.

Why give up now when my heart is so full, and I am so close to the truth?

Exhaling because I’m feeling faint from all my failures.

None of the doubts should matter, they’re nonexistent to my accomplishments.

On clouds is where I would like to lay, above all the things I’ve been dreaming. 




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