I built a house in the sky
I painted it all the colours
of a twilight night.
I came to see it
whenever I could.
When
I pushed open
the door…
oftentimes
I fell right through.
Many a time
it locked me out.
And at times it locked me in,
but sometimes it left the door ajar.
I wished to walk upon
its clouded tiles.
To call it my heart…my home.
But
A house built in the sky
Would
brace and buckle
crumble and break…
I built a little house in the sky
And it remains…
behind my dreaming eyes.
intotheindigo 