Drifting: Bradley McKay

Thoughts uneasy racing around like a spinning top.
Mind cloudy, sadness consumes me, my tears fill a cup.
No sound, no fear, hazy things in my head.
Thoughts no longer there as I drift off inside my mind.
Deeper and deeper. I’m here now in the No Fly Zone.
Where I hide out ’til I’m told so.
When it’s dim outside the birds will fly.
My mind set on the beauty of the hues in the sky.
My mind captured by the beauty of the birds up high.
I envy the birds as they are free to soar
above all else and cry.