poetry

Days of blue

blue.

a color so beautiful and yet used to describe the negative feelings in a human being.

the blue skies try

mixing the oranges and the pinks

trying to create a sunset

to liven up the gray inside

till it gets overpowered by the ash of who i used to be

 

i look at the light blue of my walls

the ocean of thoughts found in it

the sticky notes , trying to add color

bring positivity in my life

 

 

my walls call out to me

invite me to party

till me feet can’t dance anymore

till they feel as heavy as the cement in the walls

 

they squeeze my boundaries

suffocate and choke me in them

the prison in the walls

created by my mind

 

their blue feels lonely without mine

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