The skies

 

The sky holds me back. 

Every time I decide to jump out, the sky holds me back. 

It beautifully changes colors and matches my hues

representing my mind. 

The clouds block up the sky the entire day 

and make me such a beautiful sunset in the eve. 

With sunlight seeping through the cracks of the clouds

The shades of orange that meets the tint of white, 

creating a lost blue. I often hold back, and wait

I love watching the colors fade in and out, 

and how they blend into thin air. 

I stand at my window watching the universe play with its colors

like I always do.

I didn’t jump out, the skies held me in place, 

like they always do.