under a warm torn sky.

Under a warm torn sky,
i stand looking up,
watching as the clouds leave the sun,
how the moon cries,
looking at what hes done,
I see the sun dripping its hot gas,
into a liquid,
dripping down my pale cold arm,
It burns but I don't move,
watching my skin melt away,
I die under this warm torn sky.


Thanks Ty for your inspirational screen name.