Woke up under the crying sky,
All black-grey in my eyes,
The weeping clouds up high.

My soul was darker however,
All my deeds and faults,
I'd regret forever.

Blood in my hand,
An everyday scene,
Same old torture I can't stand.

The pain on other,
But the scar is mine,
What could I do, I wonder.

His mocha eyes,
C major lips,
Wingless angel I idolize.

I'm sorry dear,
For what I did,
What I brought to you, I do fear.

The heaven smile I can't ignore,
Gave on more look before I go,
For I can't stand it, no more.

Run in the night to fields and farms,
No more looking back,
Not wanting to put you in harm.

The face that I called home,
Filled with bruise of my mistakes,
So to land afar I roam.

Escaping from invisible ghosts,
Of my gruesome past and deeds,
Now I'm homesick and I'm lost.

But dear, it's for the best,
You would suffer no more,
Now far away, I, that horrid pest.

I can't escape forever,
If I don't fight,
The screams would leave never.

No longer I want to hide,
It was much better,
When you're by my side.

But now I'll chase the sun,
I'd return someday,
As the renewed one.
© Skye Nicole