It is November
I never knew what cold or empty felt like except this winter
It is the worst and best soul devoted you get ever get
But it is still captivates your soul
It is a phase with no expiration or due line
Felt like full of colors from outside
Lost between black and white from inside
And still grey is not you
It is 5 Am morning but you better chose bed
It is when everything settles down in your life
But deep down you are scared as hell
It is that anxiety deep down up right your throat
It is losing another friend
Losing another part of your soul
It is feeling like time won't ever mends
Or heal what ever broken
It is swimming through the unknown
And the unknown is diving through you
Hoping for better moments
It is not grey white or black
It is all the colors inside of you
YOU ARE READING
MUSE
RomanceColor themed poems collection of sad and happy moments about life, love,friendship, career, mental health, home and life.
