Sky

Poetry, Writer life

The deep blue sky that once brought me peace,
Now crushes me down to a million broken pieces. 

Stargazing used to be my solace,
Now brings me pain like a dagger stabbed right through my chest. 

Bright summer sun I dearly adored,
Does nothing more than burn my heart to dark grey ashes.

Floating clouds that I once used to chase,
Haunts me like the memories of what we used to be. 

Oh dear Sky, where did we go so wrong? 
Every moment without you is a torturous curse!