The pain at the start is the pain in the end

I feel cold blue in the face.

I am hurt I need to leave this place.

Go to place with green hills and a bright orange sun.

Screaming heat fun for everyone.

Times not an issue night never comes.

Day always around me sun is there.

People if I need them they are there.

If I want to be alone I will.

I’ll just hide in a cave on my green grassy hill.

The ocean that surrounds my world is deep and spirits high.

Rough and stormy around me is a dark sky.

Clouds are coming rain brings pain.

My dream is ending this writers to blame.

Its ending in darkness my hill is gone.

Swimming on water with no land to go.

I’m drowning I’m gone I died real slow.