EN PAZ

I spend time staring at the sky, Wondering when my life will me just as calm and eerie as it is. Thinking of when I'll finally start moving at my own pace just like the clouds. When the cool evening breeze will relax my nerves, With no deep thoughts lingering at the back of my head. I wake up everyday hoping my dystopian thoughts never come to life, Where every minute is something I would want to remember forever, Not wanting to drown every thought so they never respawn , No longer using music as an escape. I see my utopia, where my fears no longer binding me down shining ever brightly, And which each day I leave I hope I'm a step closer to my euphoria.