I’m flying above the clouds

Into the velvety blue of the sky

Kissing it and leaving the blood red impression of my soft lips

I’m basking in the precious rays of the sun

It warms my skin

Im flying, and flying…

Then I am falling

Out of the velvety sky

Away from the precious rays of the bright sun

Down, down, down

Into the darkness of the earth

Its sharp winds pierce my skin

I am blown to and fro with the wind

I look up to the sky

I wonder if when I fell

If I had just reached my hand out and held

Onto that tree branch so close to the sky

If I’d swung off it then maybe I could fly

Back to the sun where all was warm

Back to the velvety softness of sky

But I didn’t hold onto that branch

So now I am left here to die.