i'm up in the clouds and i can't get down

i see them

those rain drops

and i feel strangely at ease

white

& gray

and dead

(and dismal)

and everything i wish i wasn't

but am

makes me feel at home

and as much as i wish

this tranquil setting would last

i know it won't

because nothing

(even hopelessness)

ever lasts

& because in the end

nothing is all we ever had

we'll ever have