Mad Skies

Smiles turned into frowns and this burst bubbles
cases turn cold as the days shrine into the night
winters are just screaming to be saved from themselves
summers burning too hot for everyone's liking

Her breath muting the sounds of my young whines
Clocks chipping away at the times of our youth
into adulthood we enter with longing tails
future has eluded us from what we thought it would be

love propelled the trauma out of our hearts
color without meaning yet they symbolize more
world no longer what it were a second ago
hang from the morals of the past we pessimistic