Netashi

Forecast

Painted sky

Theta was here, slightly confused for his friend was complaining that it was raining and yet the sky was clear as day while we sat on the hill I turned to his face. I now understood and realized it was raining that day

• Deaf & quiet yet ears still uncontrollably roaring

Is there a god and if so why does he do this without any warning

• Why must he retake his inventions his art and beauty

I’ve been left with nothing making her smile was my duty

• Only memory is left bittersweet and left restless

For I wake up to the voice of her knowing there are no echoes just stress

• I feel she watches over me for I\'m not sad but feel cheated

For I was always there for her and she was all i needed

• But i sit here on this hill wet without any rain knowing i won’t see her again

They say when someone dies angels cry but the sky looked the most beautiful than it’s ever been