Clouds

I daze into the sky

Thinking not at all

Just watching clouds pass by

Into the  sky I want to fall

Laying in the grass I unepectedly see

One Columbous cloud

and it's quietly luring me

Commen sense tells me I shouldn't go

But the color, the shape draws me in

Even more I go

Finally my destination I have reached 

I'm thirsty, tired and want to fall asleep

This cloud isn't so soft

Not so comfortable I've been tricked

It's cold, dark

No bond is welcomed here as a friend