Cloud Fields

April 9, 2012
Above all ,where everything is small
The fields lie waiting to be stepped upon
Is it possible for this to happen?
Cause everything seems okay, until it falls through
Puffs make the worry seem gone
Sheets of blue always lapping
Are we confused or just fools?

Mountains of innumerable dark clouds
How does he make it allowed?
For us to see, but it not come to be.
For us to find tranquility, in our humility.

It seems that even birds can’t walk here.
Only the observable stare
And wonder how it could all be so unfair.

I swear I’ll never be in it
I’ll give in to the wisps
But the real truth is
What makes the balance tip

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torilutz8 said...
May 9, 2012 at 10:39 am
You make some really cool metaphors. I like your writing a lot, Jake. Don't stop :)
JakeGood8 replied...
May 29, 2012 at 6:52 pm
Thank you :) sorry i just checked this now
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