Evey Vendetta


Floating Away


I watch outside as the rain comes pouring down
the snow fade away into the now muddy ground
its raining so hard that its kinda foggy
you can here it hitting house
what a relaxing sound

its so heavy that you cant see across the yard
but i think it slowing down now
we may have to be like Noah and build an ark
to float away to a new place in a new world

we could float to a place never seen of before
a place where life's always happy
and your never sore

a place of beautiful rainbows
and hopping little bunnies
beautiful galloping unicorns
a place that holds magic
a place that would heal a tortured soul

a place where roses can be picked and never die
and butterfly's roam
this place would be everything
and i would call it home

some people would ask for money and fancy cars
I just want a place to fix my broken heart

i snap out of this vision back to reality i come
the rain has stopped
the trees are just a drip, drip, dripping
the sky is a depressing gray
wonder what made the sunshine go away?

if only
if only
we could change things around
and switch up this scene for a wonderful blue sky and green grassy ground

Submitted: Thursday, January 31, 2013

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