Soaring on life

Why is it so dark?
I feel like I'm floating.
Above, the sky is cold and stark
What is happening to me?

I'm light as air and floating on end
I feel like I'm free.
Above the world I fly, onward they send
Answers will never be spoken, I'm something new, I don't have to flee

Thin as light, Light as paper
The wind greets me like a simple kiss on the cheek.
I'm disintegrating, I feel like vapor.
There are my parents so broken and meek.

Tears stream the faced of ones I once loved.
I will feel pain no more
I'm soaring high and being lifted above.
I look at all the faces as I fly through the door.

Upward and on, my life is now great
I remember now the suffering I've had.
I'm flying free, this is my true fate.
I don't know the cold, hard, and bad.

The pain feels faint and the wind doesn't whip hard.
Inside I know I've always cried.
This is what I need, I've played my last card.
I now know that I'm truly dead