I'm running through the night, slipping away on the winds of my hopes to a better day. I lye in a field filled with doubt. Sorrow filling the clouds until the tears pour out. The rain runs down my skin and touches the ground. Feeding the flowers that make you believe its a field of dreams. Looking into the sky I see who I am drifting away. Loseing myself in what could have been. Forgetting myself.
Drifting into it's destructive trance. Getting lost in the stars.

I came here to think. To clear my mind of a stressful burden on my shoulders.
For the love of my sanity, I can't remeber what that was.