The Painted Sky

Looking upon a Painted Sky

I see The World I live in under it, fraught with my despair

Skyward, Grace becomes you

Twilight reminds me, I will see it again, but how Many

In The Breaking Dawn I reach for The Painted Sky…

My Devils Fingers never reach its Height

A Heartfelt wish fills The Void, that someday I will Rise from the Ashes

Paint the Stairway to where The Storms subside, Grace begins

And Live in Peace from My Sins……

Under The Painted Sky

 

-Bay-

 

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