by Devin Mitchell Durbin07 Sep 2013
I live on a cloud above everyone,
And I don’t know why I fly.
I hide from everything and
Speak to no one, like a lonely god.
Separated from reality
I take the task to reach into the heavens,
And yet I pray to stay away,
But I get lost in the haze of drunken melodies.
I’m separate because of my thoughts,
And my heart is caught in a storm
Where I am beaten against the shore.
Falling is my greatest fear,
And I fall every single day.
The heart and the storm
Colliding forever in wretched fury
Above the sky, doing battle in my soul.
If I could have been born differently,
If I could have done more
If I could have been a better man
If I could have made it back to shore.
These are the things that plague me
Up here on my cloud.
So close to heaven,
But just as close to hell.