Pseudopoezja

"Colours"

I'm trying to see colours
Although it's much harder
Than I thought at the beggining
But I'm trying incessantly
I'm looking into darkness
Cause the light became too garish
And it makes me too blurred
The darkness is much easier
To stand, to understand
Less details to find
Less colours to see

Moreover, in this light
The bright light of the life
I can't feel at ease
So I play the hermit
I hide in the borrowed
Shell of love and hope
Waiting for a someone
Who can bring me back the colours
The colours that I've lost