Fluffy Like cotton candy White as snow Gray like cement Transforms Into storms that strikes Clouds they say In the sky Cover up the sun Either very nice Or very evil Can either lead to destruction Or beauty The clouds in the sky Decide on what they be

When I think of clouds I think of dark skies Ones with no sun or moon The days that make you sad When you wonder when the rain starts When the tears pour The days inviting you to let it out To release what you hide away Working trough problems All sorts and kinds Then feeling better For when the sun shines

A little cloud High oh so high I wish to feel it’s softness, From that image in the sky. Like cotton candy, looking oh so soft and sweet, Though I know deep down, we simply wouldn’t meet If I brushed my hand right by, It’s just water but in my mind I can pretend, It holds the comfort of a friend.

Being with him was like battling the weather, Each day a new challenge. Whether it came pouring down all at once, Or like little droplets landing in puddles left previously. Even when we had our sunny days, They were always clouded, With the reminders of her.

you feel so far, far off the ground. with skin so gray, gray with piercing mist. you feel so heavy, heavy rain runs down your feet. with a voice of malice, malice to warn the peaks. then there is light, light with fire and ash. with a spark of death, death to the life you drown. you watch the flood, flood of fleeing children. with winds to tear, tear into homes. at last there is silence, silence to mourn. when light returns, there is no fear.

Cloudy ignorance blooms under the turbulent turquoise sky of silver It hangs above my head like an umbrella Ignorance is bliss A thick skin of grey protected me Cloudy grey morality blinds my eyes Sometimes it is better for the blind to lead the blind A bystander I was A bystander to be It is better to stand with my eyes closed, Then to crawl with my eyes open

The path forward is cloudy. An impenetrable fog Has risen from the earth. I find myself in a strange place, on my hands and knees, feeling about for obstacles, blind to the space before me. Once in my hand, A flashlight — now a land mine. How did I get here? Would I recognize Anything around me If I could see? Would I recognize myself? I can’t turn back To retrace my steps For they have vanished Behind me. Is it safe to stay still? Could I wait for the mist to clear? How much time do I have Before danger finds me here?

Unlike the clouds in the sky, My eyes are affected. The blurs and blobs in my vision Hides the most important of places. What once was there Is covered in glare. Light gray fuzziness stretches quickly, Affecting my world from what it used to be.

So foggy I couldn’t see The mess you made before me Blinded by your beauty Unbeknownst to me You were naughty A villain Unkind Yet somehow so easily forgiven

Cloudy Head can’t take it It’s been aching all day Even with aspiring it’s here I’m sorry