18 August 2011

Son of the Sky

Peace.  That was what I felt as I lay there on my bed night after night. Peace from watching the starless sky up ahead. Peace from surveying the moon as he watched over me as I slide into sleep.

It made realize just how small I am compared to the world. It was perfect. A reflection of a weak being just before death consumes him..

Soothing... Calming... Tranquil...

Then the blanket of sleep swept over my eyes. And one song kept playing in my head...

You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I have,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper,
Go on and try tear me down,
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper, like a skyscraper...

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