I loose...

I want to fly over the clouds,
When in my heart is so much pain,
When autumn leafs are fall on the ground,
And all good days are far away.
When I remember all my wrongs,
My love, my passion and his sneer,
I hate my life, my poems and my songs;
Which were creating by tears and fear…
But in my soul, I warm a little hope,
That I can change my life, and try again,
To smile, and to create another world,
Were summers winds will take away my pain…