As I lay here I keep thinking and thinking about the colors. The black of my life; the unknown, the vast emptiness of my personality that even I don't understand. The white; the purity, the hope I have for the future, my future. The blue; the sadness, the longing I feel for my former self and my old way of life. The red; the anger I possess towards myself and the people who have hurt me. The yellow; the brightness that certain people bring to my life. The green; the sweetness of nature that I hold so close to my heart. All of these colors make up my dreams, but my reality is all but one color; gray. Caught between the emptiness and the hopefulness that is my life. The colors have vanished and all that is left is gray. I can no longer feel any other color and therefore no emotions. Nothing. I am just a shell of gray floating through this life, hoping to one day find the colors lacking in my heart.
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