Freestyle poem 10-5-21

Im looking for a green light Something to tell me it's all right to move on

Im searching upon the black night sky A sign to keep going

Looking for answers in the orange and red trees That make it oh so clear that it's time for change

The cool winds blow right past me Not waiting a second for me to catch up

Where they are going? I dont know I can only hope to find out before it starts to snow

I am lost But not hopeless

It's a pleasant state of blue-ish Not sure what color it is, but not having the mental power to care

Im lucid dreaming it seems

Im drowning in my own ocean And i am calm Even though I probably shouldn't be