An Empty Atmosphere

Ravens guided me once when I was lost

"Fly Away" they sang

It hurts to close a door

Then one dark and dreary day

the ravens flew away

they promised they would return

but when?

They did not say.

I laughed to see them go

For what reason I do not know

Every situation is a cloud

It is the weight of my fear holding me

I do not understand why the Raven flies away

and men tend to stay and pretend.

Collecting

Consuming.