too blue

the too blue sky

my beat up leather jacker

leave out the bracket(s)

to kick up a fuss

instead 

to just lie on green grass

on a perfect summers eve

to not wanta leave 

all those wasted hours 

staring at a screen 

unnnatural 

I miss the unseen

the al ghaib, the too blue sky

i never wanta die

but you know, 

I hate that I seem that way
when really I'm just sick
and yeah I'm just about

ready to ditch, again.