want to get away
hop on a balloon
see where we go
its a nice day for it
sun shining bright
light breeze to carry
could go a long way
a blue sky beckons
if only I could go
a feeling of floating
lost in nothingness
clouds roll in quickly
blue fades to gray
my eyes turn back
dreams fade once more
Ahhhh, this life we live. We have a ticket to take us there. Sometimes we lose the ticket and must purchase a new one with blood, sweat, and tears.
ReplyDelete"My eyes turn back" (nice image)
"Lost in nothingness" ... such a pivotal line referring to both the feeling of floating and also turning the tone of the poem to fading dreams.
ReplyDeleteThis poem reminds me of the longing for freedom.
ReplyDelete