Lightning flashing
through my eyes
when I peer
in the skies.
They're in terror.
I wonder why.
The sweet sound
feels alive.
'Cause I know
I'm full of lies.
I hate to trust you,
but I can cry.
I prefer not
to pledge goodbye.
This atmosphere
can't be right.
Don't leave me
'cause you're mine.
All else annoyance
you pesky flies.
But in the end
this world dies.
So God,
break my ties
that burden
precious lives.
