No matter how much I dive into the blue waves
I'm pushed and pulled back into the yellow air
Where happiness is promised but there is none
And no one realizes that it's as painful as
Breathing in the fumes of the dark yellow hot sun
Where no one can hear your screams anymore
With the Earth being many a miles away.
And even if you beat and cough your throat out
And your body burns into a charred figure,
No one can hear your screams, so you wait
Until a meteor picks your dust away.
But the Blue surrounds me with its tight embrace,
Sending all the cold in my body away with its warmth,
And protecting me from the burning sun
So why is it that I can't choose the Blue?
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Falling Into The Abyss - a poetry collection by Raja Yasaswini S.
PoetryTW: mental health, some graphic description Note: some content is not suitable for children and people who are easily disturbed. In her debut poetry collection, Raja Yasaswini S. strives to tell a story about mental health, based on her own experien...
