High among the clouds
Lies a beauty of hope
Her flight in history
Has been ebbing in endless flows

She is perched in feathers
Exudes a beauty ethereal
She smiles when surrendering
To our dreamy tears

Up in the sky
Does she see the path
Blurred with the walls
Stuck in an eternal aftermath

Everything is a result
Of something sinister
Does Hope see the light
Across this dark reflective river?

Is she in the sun
That shines through the tiny window
Is that her in the corner of the eye
Begging my soul to let go?

Does she like an angel
Fly in the depths of a mind’s sky
Or is she the Icarus
Who falls after an unreal flight?


Seems like the world didn’t miss me much
but I missed the world
I may have lost my quaint loathsome touch
but I am not yet at a loss of words…

I am lost in a good sense aren’t we all
so much senseless in this world
┬áthat there ain’t no sense at all ­čśÇ

yeah there is this goofy feeling in me lately, you know the ones that make you smile for no reason and cry when you are alone? I apologize if this blog isn’t making sense to anyone anymore but writing for the sake of writing is my current favorite pastime. I am going to be on a┬áhiatus┬áfor a while (as if the current break wasn’t enough) and will fill this blog again once I have a laptop of my own and am able to think of better things do in life than to just smile for no reason, watch absolutely ridiculous movies and read the worst books on the face of the earth in which the authors, actors and directors seem to have been at a loss of time and have consequently filled up empty voids with words of profanity!

To all those precious followers (i hav an extreme few) please don’t lose faith in this writer she is just having a writer’s block and refuses to kill herself over it. This too shall pass…I hope!