High Sky
what's that energy flying up in the sky
its something up there so very high
figuring what would it be
looking had intrigued me
she was kinda like Amelia Earhart
who else flyer than her?
or maybe an alien from somewhere
who else is higher than her?
nah she was just this girl
who had made her own little world
she still played in the playground
and this was his favorite place to be found
she played with the house toys and doors
he swung swings so high to fly and fall on floor
or monkey bars to climb distance to fight
yet one day they locked eyes kinda tight
she saw him and gazed
then he saw her...amazed
she kinda had vibes like a hurricane
silly but at times he was still afraid of the rain
she was forgetting trauma and all of its pain
whilst he only wished to remember her name
she took medication that drugged her veins
meditation was for his inner strength to gain
she was player 1 already playing this game
but he was still reading instructions
she looked in his eyes with magic to tame
he glanced but blinked to avoid her seduction
she couldn’t really trust anybody
she said “im all yours if you got me”
she pictured a future that wasn’t worthless
he figured if he could be her greater purpose
after friendship of a few days
she proceeded to talk up and say
“You were there when nobody came,
i don’t think you even feel the same,
and you put me there as this blame,
but you were the one that kinda changed!”
they vibe like that, so were they just playing?
they were just two expressing whilst saying
after weeks as friends
he knew what should’ve been said
“I can make you feel peace from a bit of mine
When you far away you still be in my mind
Crazy from a distance you still take up my time
So if i lose things on my journey, you i still find“
*he gave her a letter written by hand*
*she read the letter hoping to understand *
you should’ve known this
i don't intend to try and wish
i know its me that you claim to miss
wondering behind my back would you diss
yeah okay i see your vibe, i get the gist
but dont play me for a hug or kiss
if you’re meant to be let it be known
i don’t count laughs so i get bored of clowns
i knew you back then, you know from around
back then, partying & actin a fool in town
now i’m out of reach
so improve your speech
and vocal projection if you wish to speak
cause i be out and about in my head
now id rather not expound on things said
some only chase the clout till they flop
but that is where i'd rather stop
maybe because i don't look for the doubt
i've been solid through storms like a strong rock
and i wanna rock right now
you know just dance to the tunes
but she want a little rock right now
and get married like chicks in cartoons
or waste all her money on material
with nothing to build
all she eats is probably toast and cereal
cant cook & belly never filled
but yet she wants to be filled up inside
just since she sees her friends outside
holding infant humans close to chest
suck upon a breast while growing themselves
absence of stress causing minimum bedrest
worldly issues weighing on invisible shelves
status quo was my least favorite of people
mindless till they crawl and obey as sheeple
this could be a slippery slope down a steep hill
be observant and maintain secrets concealed
not into fairy tales, tall tales, or fables
she needs a male, but she fears me unstable
she only seen me happy or just a little scared
but not the careless flow or morally impaired
i don’t cares or let me destroy that over there
things to probably make her freeze with tears
words wont vibrate through her ears
numbness is nonexistent so all of it she feels
her aura will quiver next to what is ill but heals
she thought she knew him
he knows she may never will
she thinks she will never sin
but for him she is aloof to god’s will
for him she will tell tall tales and or fables
she needs a male, but fears i’m too unstable...
*her tears begin falling on the paper*
she closed her eyes to wipe them off her face
to clear away what her eyes had to create
angrily confused before she could complete
the letter in her hands she glanced a peek
back where the boy was-
but he was gone like the breeze of winds
with no noise but the silence of the winds
but how she couldn't understand
and a strong gust flew the letter from her hand
she cried a bit more till the rain came down
thunder and rain masked her whimper & tears
now she was alone in the playground, a clown
but with no jokes or pranks just unknown fears
still upset she continued to ponder
staring into the stormy sky she wondered
what's that energy flying up in the sky
its something up there so very high
figuring what would it be
looking had intrigued me