My colours

1 0 0
                                    

It's the ocean of green that's fills my soulless eyes.
transparency of the dew drops, my eyes reflects the fields and skies.
It's the freckles on my shoulders and the sage I wear
With pale skin and a heart of gold they take advantage why do I even care.
There is no scars or stretch marks to see, I hide
But behind all fear is sacred strength somehow still denied.
I was an unsettled storm of crashing waves My walls torn losing light inside me
But behind each storm rises a light i am the darkness I try to flea.

these eyes don't glow no more  they're drowning in my ocean covered eyes
Laugh and smile is my mask but these eyes tell no lies.
I shall be the symbol of green as my soulless windows becomes neutral
As so my gender and emotions I have become of the most vulnerable.

I am now the grey of a tome stone in a grave yard

I am now the the darkest blue in the oceans I drown within

I am now the deepest green in a crowded Forrest when the wind blows through me

I am now red...
the strength that's pushes me through each day til I'm found again.

Emotionlessly EmotionalWhere stories live. Discover now