Sky of Mine

Sky of another, sky of mine.

It feels so different.

To see your world - so simply magnificent -

the way it was for me, once upon a time...

***

A single star tonight, the rest have faded.

Left behind, tired and desolated.

Yet on it burns, through this endless night,

ushering my forlorn soul back to light.

Even now, I feel the mists come to hide

the gentle glow of my tiny guide.

Swallowed up, forever locked inside

the twisted confines of my mind.

Til the time has come to modify

thoughts benign into damning lies

dressed up in a constructive disguise.

Unleashed, at last, to terrorize

the same lost soul, who'd sought a star

so he might wish to erase his scars.

***

Sky of another, sky of mine,

I can see it now, so clearly...

Peace hides not for me in dreams or reality.

I can still remember it well, once upon a time.

Author's Note

I'm not particularly happy with this, but at the same time I guess I shouldn't be - a poem born from the angst of not feeling like yourself anymore probably IMPLIES that I'm not gonna be happy with it, however it turns out. By chance I guess I happened to be in the same mood as I probably was when I wrote the original... almost 5 years ago.

This is a revision of that much older piece.

Reviews

[zee]

I like how strong it is and how it closely relates to mental health somehow. The message is like a call for something and it's good.

[omarmali]

Beautiful! The sounds put me at ease.

[B]

Its a very strong piece
I see this sky as being the soul
the one we live in and through
We experience everything through it
so lets hope it stops raining

Really cool !!!

[thetish]

I am glad to have read this, as it makes me consider how twisted my mind becomes and how it can be for a time. Thanks for sharing, even when you were unsatisfied. Sometimes in letting go we benefit more.