The Sky

Swarms of clouds consisted of 12 shades of grey.
Cover the piercing blue sky.
My skin begins to tingle lightly
Shedding unforgettable tears down a unforgiving face.

My mind begins to scream
Inside i feel tension arise
the sky begins to cry, like I.
Oh, how we miss thee.

The sky, she watches me as i sleep
And is there for me when i awake
She finds me hovered alone
Thinking of nothing but your face.

Is it too soon to tell
Are we truly dead and gone?
or have i mistaken my own sorrow
For another trick of the sky.

I can feel her all around me
She tells me your in good hands
We are lost, before we are found.
Together we shall remain by her tie of support.