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It’s that time of day…
The afternoon sun peeks through the window…
And casts a certain light over my face…
I don’t want to raise my eyes…
But I must.
There I see the cane fields…
The wind blowing them to and fro…
Just like an ocean of green.
I look toward the sky…
And yes it is blue…
But today somehow it is different.
Yes the sun is still warm…
But I feel cold.

Where are you?

I shiver slightly…
The sky is so vast and has no end…
It seems just like my sadness.
Will it ever go?
Will it ever end?

I can’t feel your warmth anymore…
You’re gone I know…
I wish for just one more chance…
One more time.
But wishing is useless…
I feel such a fool.

I look back to the cane fields…
Swaying grasses in the breeze…
I want to be a part of that ocean of green grass…
Lull me to sleep…
I want to fall into my dreams…
I want to fly through the sky…
And be where you are…
We would laugh again together.
Or maybe this time we would cry…
You thought I was different to you…
But I’m not…
I see the sadness you saw…
I long for the freedom you craved…
I yearn for the peace you sought…
I stood at the edge…
And I looked down…
I wondered if I would fly or if I would fall…
I conjured the illusion of better days to come…
I hoped…
I prayed…
I held onto all that I knew…
And I jumped into oblivion…
But I wasn’t ready…
To give up.

My reverie is broken…
I feel a warmth against my skin.
I turn but there is nothing.
I know it is you.
I look back to the cane fields…
Still swaying in the sun
Yes the sky is still blue…
The fields still green…
I’m still sad…
But my soul is moved…
By things unseen.