What I Feel as I Sit Atop a Cloud

As I sit atop a cloud,

I feel a river of indescribable emotions

Washing over me 

Most prominent among them

Unease

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I have awoken from every dream before

Why shouldn’t I now?

It seems impossible that 

The embrace of the sun and

The strength of the mist 

Can hold me for too long

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I feel the nervous thoughts

Brewing in me

Wondering when it will all fail

When will the millions of pounds of

Water in the heaven

Around me

Fall to the earth and kill me

I sit here and I wonder 

When will the water wash away the warmth?

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When will it rain into the river

And carry me away?

I wish I could sit and enjoy 

The paradise

The endless swathes of

Vibrant colors 

That form the abyss above me

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Eternal paranoia

Is a greater hell than any

Of which I can conceive

I know I mustn’t 

Succumb to it

I know I mustn’t 

Submit to it 

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