Stratosphere

I pierce through the walls of 
The blue, blue sky. 
And everything looks so real here, 
In the place, so high. 
STRATOSPHERE

It tears me apart, but I continue on, 
I can't stop now, 
I'll fight through the air, 
No time to bow. 
STRATOSPHERE

I draw a spiral in the 
White clouds. 
Chasing after you, 
Through the skies' crowds. 
STRATOSPHERE

Cutting up dreams is what I do. 
Shredding any bit of love, 
You may have 
High above. 
STRATOSPHERE

The wind stops pounding 
In my ears. 
I won't forget 
Those last tears. 
STRATOSPHERE

A scream reverberates across 
The light horizon. 
But what I do, 
There's no reason. 
STRATOSPHERE

Cutting your life, 
At daybreak. 
You're gone, 
The whole sky will quake. 
STRATOSPHERE

Shredding off your hope 
Of finally returning. 
I've captured you, 
With anger burning. 
STRATOSPHERE

It tears me apart, 
But I still fly on. 
I'll fight you, 
Until my body is gone. 
STRATOSPHERE
Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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