Red Sky

Red Sky in the morning tells me,
That today; things are not meant for me.
And, the streets of gold,
Are growing old,
And tarnishing the dreams we had, long ago.

I lay my head,
Back in bed,
And wish away the day now.
Lullabies and broken lies,
Have all become a dream now.

Waking from the dream,
Red Sky greets me,
He’s offering a smokescreen cure, to cloud me.
Save the pain away,
For another day,
Chaos in my mind, I just can’t take my shit today.

I lay my head,
Back in bed,
And wish away the world now.
Lullabies and broken lives,
Have all become a dream now.

Photo Credit

Red Sky  © Gil Namur – All Rights Reserved

Guest Author Bio

Marshall McCarthy
Marshall is an aspiring novelist and writer, who stops by to offer his thoughts, opinions and musings, hoping to share and even gain a little bit of perspective. He is married (to a wonderful woman), lives in South Central Ontario and may or may not have a small addiction to video games.

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