I was high up on this swing the clouds were disappearing the sky was turning pink it was beautiful so I could see is lots of building and nature it was gorgeous I always came up here it was my peace place

This swing gave me the best memories it has been here for so long I wanted too stay here it jus reminds me of me n my grandma always chatting here it gives memories I wish that time can come ba...

The cave is carved from bloody hands,

In desperation and fear.

Her father carved the entryway,

Her mother built the swing up here.

She swings by day,

To honor her mother;

By night she carves,

In memory of her father.

The city never sees her there,

Swinging, carving, crying.

Up there, she is the ruler of sky,

Living while others are dying....

High above the city high above my thoughts high above my people am I the secret vault ? I twist and turn I think and learn the bridges I burned will they return I don’t know and I don’t care I’d rather wait in a rocking chair I believe in the stars they connect with the heart secret eyes lie behind the beautiful galaxy your heart is mine...

Where I can live

Where I can fit

High Above the city-

Where my dreams can flow

Flow into the night

Like birds

No one can stop

Where I can fly

Without fear

….or shame

No one can judge

Yes, high above the city

Is where I belong...

People wish for too much. It’s not something many would argue upon, I’m sure many would agree right away. Though, here I am stuck in the stupid sky like I’m god or something. And someone so solemnly wished that I watch upon them. Which is so unfair because I was supposed to go to heaven or hell or whatever is after life. Instead I got stuck in the middle and ended up on the clouds. It’s literally ...

High above the city,

There’s the city lights,

Each representing a human soul.

High above the city,

The lights shimmered like glass,

Above the sharp buildings,

And the transparent trains.

Each—

Hovered soundlessly.

High above the city,

Mechanical wings,

Hummed in the city.

Isolated,

Tinted,

No human heat.

High above the sky,

Faceless drones controlled,

Balloons thrived.

Underneath that glowy,...

Lola rolled over, shoved her arm under the pillow, then the memory slapped her like a bucket of ice water. He was gone. She groaned involuntarily, heard her voice crack, stretched one arm out from under the covers. Four days and it still felt the same. She needed a drink of water.

Rolling out of bed, she looked at her phone. Four days since he fell. Too long without him. Next week she would need ...

I’m so excited to leave. I am looking forward to my trip because I need to get away. Things have been very stressful lately, it seems like I just can’t make enough to maintain sometimes. I work so many hours in a day, to the point where my body is tired but I still feel like it’s not enough money. I brought my bus tickets, the last thing to do is pay for my Air B&B, no matter what - that’s going t...

The wind whips cold

Traffic fades muted

Standing at the threshold

High above the city

The roof whispers lonely

World spins loud

Strangers far below me

High above the city

The edge calls delirious

Pavement tempts freedom

Longing to forget us

High above the city...

I hang to your words like I’m hanging of a plane

High above the city.

The clouds, they shift and swirl, to make images of us

High above the city.

The doves and swans soar along to signify what I lack

High above the city.

The sun shifts and the rain falls

High above the city.

People fall in love on terraces while they sing and dance

High above the city.

I dare look to the thousands of light...