I walk upon this earth waiting for the day my dream comes true. <br />The day skies turn black <br />I do not fear these skies for I’m already dead. <br />I’m no longer in the sun’s rays. <br />I fear no evil, yet only to increase its growth. <br />The black skies come upon us as my breath grows low and lower. Never breathing again.<br /><br />Martina Salazar<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/black-skies/
