Space around the clouds 


The space around the clouds, 
Though cheery light blue, 
Is filled with haunting silence, 
And dreams that never came true. 

At night it is a chilling black, 
To look at it makes a brave man cry, 
It speaks to me of love that failed, 
And a star that it saw die. 

The space around the clouds, 
Knows nothing of writing or reading, 
All that it has ever seen, 
Is death, destruction, and bleeding.