Yearning for blue skies

While the walls are melting

The sky starts bleeding

A brilliant red fills the air

My eyes began to water

This sight has began to bore

Starting to become an eyesore

My eyes wet from yawning

Something different is what I'm wanting

Something else from this normalcy

How about something crazy

Like a blue sky with white clouds

Green grass with flowers that don't bite

How about people that have a face

Not the purple haze as per usual

With 2 eyes, a nose and a mouth

But something that crazy doesn't exist

If only it did, but sadly I'm stuck here

Talking to a purple haze as if it can hear me

#August8Prompt

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