Misconscrued Conceptions
 

I lay and stare into the moonlit sky

where all the mystical starz shine with the utmost glory

have you ever just wanted to touch a cloud?

just to take a piece of heaven home with u?

in realization, i lay beside my lonlely one person bed at night...crying dry tears

tears that cut through my soft pillow and flood it with sorrow

am i really feeling this way or am i just writing?

Ideas spring in my head but i don't hold the key anymore to my heart..it was stolen by the 40 thieves and sold to the black market

feelings obsorb my soul with the upmost serenity

so as i lay asking what is my purpose on this planet..this universe..this third rock from the sun, it hits me....

now the sun shines and i cry..

cry with all my heart...

hey im feelin this smooth,

yo this is the poetry tournament this thread shouldnt be here. Also misconscrued isn't a word now misconstrued is-----alright im out