Green
Green is the sickness in my dream
Remembering once what was forgotten
I missed green
For he was amazing
Always hissing at me
But yet he loved me
Green
Green is the color of life
Yet he escaped to the afterlife
His smile was inspiring
Making me work
Till my fingers bled red
Yet green
Green was my thing
Always stuck on my brain
Hoping he was okay
But he's gone now
Taking a piece of my heart with him
I guess he didn't know that I got him a friend
Now I feel as if I replaced
Green for grey
At least that's what they say
Yet
Green was special
Special to me
Oh how special was he
Swimming through the water
As if it were a stream
He was small
Yet dangerous thing
Green would not hold back
Touch him the wrong way and he'll snap
I wish I could take back the past
So maybe his life could've last
I tried to learn too fast
Going on the wrong track
Green
I'm so sorry
You weren't even that old
And your heart was made of gold
I wish I could fold
Fold these memories away
Didn't want to see you decay
Green
It's been a while now
Since you've been gone
But that wound is still fresh
It won't heal up
I wish I could've said goodbye
Then maybe I wouldn't
I wouldn't make all these sad rhymes
But I can't help it
I think of you all the time
I feel like I committed a crime
Now I'm silent like a mime
Until I start to cry
Then there goes the walls
Caving in again
Should've taken better care of you
I'm so sorry....
My sweet baby...
Maybe if I thought of you more
And gave you everything
Gave you my all.....
Then you wouldn't be a dead little green ball
YOU ARE READING
Poems from the heart of Ariel Cross
PoetryThis is a poem. Interpret it as you will. This is all emotions, so don't accuse this of bullying. This poem was made out of past experiences, and is made to stop racism. With that being said, enjoy!
