I look to the sky
No more tears leave my bloodshot eyes
For I can no longer cry
I look to the sky
Waiting for the time I’ll be able to fly
Released from my body to breath in the sky
For at this present time I’m trapped…
Trapped in the world that I’ll never understand
Where tears are seen as weakness
Smiles just blind spots waiting to be hit
In the desert scorpions and snakes
Patiently waiting to strike the unsuspected
Like the fake friends and enemies
That are waiting to strike whenever you blink
Death no longer my greatest fear
But the fear of being here never knowing when
I’ll be struck or bit
The thought of death now pleasant
To be released from this venomous pit
To be able to look down on them strike each other
Death now my forbidden pleasure