Clouds

I wake up slow to great the day the clouds outside my window's are grey just like the thoughts that cloud my mind I want to leave them all behind, I want my life to be a beach beautiful and absorbing heat, I want to lay under the sun fill my life with joy and fun, Instead I find myself washed away by the ocean tide and I fade away, My life it flashes before my eyes, I breath in deep and hope to die. All this pleasure all this pain I wish it all would go away I close my eyes breath in again and all I feel is a deep sleep set in, now I see the a bright white light no more clouds no more rain no more life..no more pain.