7/20/10

I stare out the passage way of my imagination.
I remember seeing the lights, thinking I was at th top of the world.
I saw the storms on the surface but I turned around.

I remember the kingdom, i had made up,
my imagination running through my thoughts.
I felt so protected, up so high.
It brings me the memories of what it's like to lie.

The colors wee merging and releasing a light.
As i stare in the distance, 10 years has passed by.
I realize the surface was just a wing by my eyes.
I realize the storm was nothing but lights.

I grow older and wiser,
yet these memories linger.
I watch the clouds pass by,
waiting for nothing but,
my,
destination.