Lost in the clouds
Flying through space, dissociated from everything
Watching all my fellow travellers trying to touch ground
But there is no ground in this strange land, just clouds
These clouds provide no sanctuary
They encourage you to fly higher and higher
Soaring higher into the bright blue sky
The colours are bright here in this cloud filled world
Blues are bluer
Greens are greener
Blood is redder
Smells are more intense too
Cigarette smoke burns your nose and lungs
Musty worn seats fill your senses
Memories fill the clouds
Clouds of pain
Clouds of scorn
Clouds of tears
Clouds of events you want to forget
Each touches you as you float by
Trying to grasp onto the cloud, only makes it dissipate before you
The clouds, like you, are lost with nowhere to go
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But being able to write about what you experience is one big step on the road to healing.
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castorgirl Reply:
January 10th, 2010 at 6:57 pm
Thanks for the words of encouragement Paul… We’re trying to write more often and about more “meaningless” stuff, which actually turns out to be pretty meaningful later on.
Take care,
CG
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Hope you doing OK.
TC
Ones
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castorgirl Reply:
January 10th, 2010 at 6:58 pm
Thank you Ones,
We’re still struggling… One moment at a time…
Take care,
CG
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Memories seem to be everywhere and in everything. That’s what I see in the clouds…instead of a bunny rabbit or a flying horse. Even the clouds can turn to horror.
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castorgirl Reply:
January 10th, 2010 at 6:59 pm
Hi Austin,
I know what you mean… Our imagination runs with what it knows, and if it only knows horror, then that’s what it will go with.
Take care,
CG
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