Bluish green,
Veins,
A network of them.
Blood rushing,
Throughout me.
This unusual,
Burst of energy,
Adrenaline,
Activating the liveliness,
I have lost,
Ever since,
The light within me,
Has been switched off.
My heart pounding loudly,
The mighty drums.
The swoosh of the blood,
The orchestra.
My hair rustling,
In the blistery wind,
The percussion.
A marvellous performance,
Of my light.
Where did you go?
A split second,
Cuts me.
So sharp,
It breaks,
Every part,
Of the performance.
A split second,
Of blue.
To dampen,
The sound of my piano.
A deep maroon,
Once a great red,
Ridden with,
The darkness of,
Unworthiness.
When can I,
Go back,
To my wondrous production,
Instead of,
Being ripped between,
Two different worlds.
My control,
Of what I want.
Lost,
Within the seas of blue,
Oceans of sadness,
Of immense sorrow,
The melancholy,
From deep within me,
I've tried to surpress it,
But it suffocated me.
I'm thrown into the,
Ice cold water.
Relapsing,
Back into the blue.
My red is torn,
Into shreds of fabric,
Useless to the world.
Mixed with blackness,
Solid depression,
The urges to,
Carve,
A painting on me,
To feel,
The redness,
The brightness,
Within me,
Hiding.
I'm so confused,
The sorrow in me,
And the joy in me,
Mixing themselves,
To produce,
A sleep-deprived,
Tear streaked,
Broken,
Human being.
Blue red black maroon,
The different sides of me.
The different parts,
Of my facade.
I grab at my hair,
Begging for them,
To make a decision,
I can't keep up,
Ridden with exhaustion,
Please save me.
Nicotine pleasure,
Crystals shining,
Abuse,
Black.
Open fields,
Sunshine,
Frolicking freely,
Red.
Tears,
Blood,
Anxiety that creeps all over,
Blue.
Lost,
Closed paths,
Dark rooms,
Maroon.
Where?
What?
Who?
Am I?
