Sadness now an ubiquity,
My life a picture,
With a vignette,
Dark around the edges.
The very heart of it,
Still illuminated,
With the little light,
The little fight,
I possess.
It's a capture the flag game,
Fighting for possession.
I've won my happiness,
But all this,
Temporal.
Determination,
To delete,
The filtered picture of my life,
The darkness the vignette brings.
I just want to erase it,
To forget it forever.
Ethereal,
A fairytale.
Melancholy,
I can't get rid of it.
Everyone around me,
Feeding my copious amounts,
Of darkness,
To throw into my picture.
Slowly, the picture,
Becomes a monotonous,
Black and white,
The spectrum of colours gone,
The rainbow,
That represents gayness and,
Positivity,
Replaced by overbearing,
Jarring,
Ugly tears.
With mascara streaks,
Trasnforming you,
Into an emotional,
Train wreck,
That crashed,
Right into the weakest areas,
Vulnerabilities,
They've been revealed.
It's so dangerous.
Slipshod replies,
Leaking information.
A slip of the tongue,
The picture darkens.
Lux values fluctuate,
Depending on who you are with,
Some days,
Luck just flees you.
Leaving you standing,
Alone in the teeth-chattering,
Ice cold pouring rain.
