Adages Pt. 1 (The Cloud)

Adages Pt. 1 (the cloud) I am just baggage to the world Cast away and forgotten An entire life Waiting for something Every so often a random passerby We exchange formal soliloquy Just talking to ourselves Wondering if anyone really hears They always keep a lock on my eyes To desperate to admit sad truths Pretend they’re giving me sound advice When just quoting old adages to themselves They say “Follow the sun, For in the light shining upon all You will find the way” The same response Every time runs through my head “What of the clouds Stealing the light from my eyes They always gather around me Darkening my life “And what of deep night Where I sink into despair Alone and sinking in a world Where no one seems to care” They don’t seem to hear my words Just keep ranting their securities All the while shaking like leaves In the harshest of autumn winds I wonder if anyone can hear me Or if I even hear myself Can anyone see me? Hidden in this cloak of clouds I begin to feel comfortable As my worldly self Begins to drift away Comfortable with no sun To burn my skin red Or to guide my way I’m locked into a perpetual night As the oppression of my clouds Absorbs the light Sun and moon and stars And I’m left with nothing But four walls And a roof And a little stool to sit on I don’t notice any more random passerby Just as they never noticed me Just quote my old adages Some god created just for me “Stay in the clouds A safe haven from the pain I have no need Of ever finding the way “The world has spoken its ignorance And has finally cast me away I’m tired of endless clinging And the guilt it brings my way “If the life in this world Revolves around an endless rhyme The sun and moon and stars I have better places to spend my time “A room of nothing No windows or air to breathe Just a feeling of numb contentment As my soul starts to bleed” My conscious mind had made its final pitch And it is off to the races But I’m moving so slow So slow