Welcome to my clouded world
Where everything is black, red and blue
But never as good nor solid as gold
If I could I would myself sue
My bucket of paint
Welted a long time ago
Into a dark ass hole
Sucked every bit of color out
Until there was no more
But black, red and blue
Darkness, anger and sadness
Pain and struggle
Not to mention evil and bad
And I guess
I got green
For my everyday nausea and disgust
Besides that
There's no yellow
And definitely no rainbow
Over, under or through my cloud
No light
Ever comes through my black bubble
That surrounds me day and night
Watches me like a monstrous security guard
I live fearfully
In my black ass bubble
With lots of feelings and thoughts
Commanding voices and vicious visions
Who literally are trying to kill me
With words and images
Stabbing me
With a billion different swords
- Mel Rose
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Poems by Mel 2
PoetryOnly poems: Love, thoughts, sadness, struggles, family, friendship, shit and eventually more feelings. Hope you like them ♥️
