A thought becomes a story

I'm thinking of unthinking a feeling.
like the one of who" should I be missing.  If in my mind" I ups unto clouds. and all thoughts rain' sadly down. Gut life Butterflies, launch to forget' the joy of tickles, giggles, and togetherness. And in all fairness. And like all man" they Come and they go, but never stay. So why must my worries pray to pursue a way" where you and me can't love a day. 

If these' are the colors of my rainbow,
That glow in sky, in white and gray, giving shades of faded solace. keeping for itself the reason in why distance sits In place today.  And time begins to suffocate living life to.departs from him sooner. I'm up right" and down back. Smooth it moves low and less. but stronger and deepest. The ways to a mess' be my guess!
A sanctuary of mistakes.
Closing in clouds too a heart before the mind. That makes trying to think" 
a thing of wrong.  
when all that's right"
flows like death" in deep depths' far from sound.. tangled with dark And knotted with night. But not untill you stand on shade" do you avoid the light.