Cloudy Days

the grey infinity of the the sky gives the sensation of cloudy eyes
The gift of the sun's hiding under a foul disguise
I sit impatiently waiting for the rays to concentrate
And make their way through the thickness and brighten up this date
I open my window, quickly disposing of remains of my indo
As my mother enters my room i front like i'm playing nintendo

and wait.............................................. .........

she leaves my personal domicile and i quietly laugh and smile
then i observe a burning leaf descending from my tiles

and panic.............................

I run down stairs trip, and slip nearly breaking my hip
Approaching my front door with a swollen cheek and bruised lips
I'm sweating like an athlete but my body temp feels colder
I turn the handle i'm nearly gone but i feel a hand arrest my shoulder

i turn around.............................

I find myself looking into the endlessly hollow eyes
Of the grim reaper himself, i become confused and hypnotised
In a sudden intense state of unrest and pure dread
I look at the stairs i see a trickle of blood on my head
While the air outside glows in demonically orange shades
And an a contrated feeling of inner pain just invades

i run outside.....................

i turn back, surrounding Death i see my home engulfed in flames
I look to the sky and i find the cloudy sky's unchanged
I pray for rain, but it seems that all my pleading is in vain
Emotionally strained, i'm feeling mentally drained
I pray God ease the pain and let the clouds bless us with rain




i wake up....................

i breathe a sigh of relief as i'm thankful for my life
I'd rather put up with a cloudy day than fall and die
A strange compulsion makes me look out the corner of my eye
I see a dark figure standing by my window with a scythe............