Life is like a sky

Life is like a sky,

You fly past many lands, many oceans,

Each time wondering how anything could be so beautiful,

Until you reach a dark place so vile,

Not even the bravest of people could bare it,

Through that dark cloud I see light!

I’m trying to fly

Trying to stay in the sky

Trying stay alive, 

Flapping, Flying, desperation leaking through a tear,

I feel my wings stop. 

I’m falling,


And the world goes dark again. 

This poem is about: 
Our world


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