Am I trapped?
In this blank, white room
With nothing but my emotions
Each feeling a color to put on the walls
Red for anger
Blue for sadness
Purple confusion
And pink love
Is it tragic, that you are here as well?
Too afraid to open the door and let the truth out
And I too weak to break it
We are trapped, in our room of emotions and lies
What are your colors?
Deceit and treachery?
Lies and malice?
What colors your world?
Show me, be honest for once.
This I beg of you
For tears fall nightly, with nothing to stop them
They smear my colors, turning them white.
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetrySome sappy and sad poems I write. I have a few happy ones, but I write to get out the bad stuff.
