Blue Balloon

A tormented soul
Wishing for a blue balloon
From the cheerful man
At the park nearby
A blue balloon
To grab onto
And float away
Rise above the city streets
Wave goodbye to the people
As they become smaller and smaller
Obstacles will look tiny
From way up there
Smiling at the clouds
Knowing that it will only get prettier
As I float up higher and higher
My tormented soul
Can fly away
Into the space
Where pain no longer exists
And no one has to worry
If I get out of bed
Or stay curled in a ball
The blaring sound
Of the voices that always need me
Will become more quiet
A murmur or a hush
Whispers that blend into the wind
That takes me in its arms
And wrap around me
Giving me the safety
I yearn for
Feeling loved and cared for
Taken care of
By the gentle breeze
That holds me close
My blue balloon
As my beacon
Lighting the way
As my soul floats
Up and away