Blurry sky
This blurry sky that moves over my head,
With only wavy lines of blue and white,
Is all that I can see when I look up,
But slowly my sight fades into oblivion,
Trapping me in this cascade of smoke,
Intoxicating my lungs then my soul,
This gentle stammer reaches to my lips,
"I wonder if there is another place",
"A place without blurry skies and mists",
This wondering has led me to so many journeys,
But my travels,like the wind have taken me to a place unknown,
Thus this wondering still occupies my thoughts,
Shall I dig my grave under this blurry sky,
As it seems I am not to escape this place,
Where the blurry sky cover's up my eyes,
Shrouding the truth in a clever disguise,
So that no matter what I do,I may never find,
The hidden world behind this blurry sky,
Poetry by Paurocks
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Written on 2011-09-10 at 18:41
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