Colorless

Mon, 12/21/2015 - 20:57 -- chang_

My mind

My world

is a blank canvas

 

the colors around me

are gray

even with the help of

that sunshine ray

 

but she

 

she made me see

the red of the moon

the green of the ocean

the purple of the leaves

 

the teal of the tunes

the pink of the commotion

the brown of the bees

the yellow of joy

 

but never did i ever see blue

everything felt so new

 

she is my yellow

and also my red

 

she was the one

who resurrected me

from the dead

 

but colors mix

and before we knew it

we were picking up sticks

 

she was my green

and also my purple

she made it seem

like I could overcome

any hurdle

 

the orange of the roses

the violet of my laces

the silver of

my heart

 

Then all at once

she took the colors

from my canvas

 

she took the colors

from my life

 

and that was when

she finally made me see

 

blue

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