It was blank in the beginning
The canvas of my mind
Splatters of Color
With every experience
Until the canvas was covered
Where colors mixed they became more complex
Blue and Yellow suddenly becoming green
Red and Blue are now Purple
Eventually becoming brown
Which turned to Black
With every color there was more darkness
The surface of my mind was still wet
the weight of the colors ripping the sheet
Dripping deep within my mind
The other side of the canvas is white
It's simplicity is framed and displayed for everyone to see
But on the other side lies an imaginable darkness
It is truly the Monster that lies Within
Read part Two! It is later In this Book
it is sort of what happens after this poem
K thanks Bye
Phoe Phoe
YOU ARE READING
What Lies Within
PoetryFor now it is just one singular poem but I am sure this book will grow. Poems MOSTLY about crushes, cause that is all that is going on with me right now, but ya.
