Blessed Omen

 

Could this be the very moment,

I can finally fly

Away in this foreboding sky?

In this place of pretty roses

Where every step makes me cry,

I would rather flee than die

 

Why do I become

Easily aroused?

I bite my tongue

But still I scream aloud

 

A blackening lung

Screaming at the clouds;

It’s what I’ve become

As I have long vowed

 

In these shadows where I roam,

I’m aware I’m alive

And it’s here I waste my life

This could be my blessed omen

That scares me more every night;

I’m the only man alive

 

But I’m not alone

Just a little lost

And I won’t atone

For any line I’ve crossed

 

But even now

This will never mean

That I’m free to fly

Anywhere I please

 

The sky has eyes