Glimpses and trails of the vivid white corner in the vast sight of crimson red aurora. A man in a coat, shining under the light stepped in with a grayish aura. He took a pen, scanning every square shaped equipments scattered in this prison - as he scribbles letters and symbols which the likes of him only knows.
He waved a hand and made a pretend smile. Giving off a vibe which I doesn't like. He asked almost what he'd been asking me, each and everytime. Like a tape recorder, with a set time.
I never like being in this prison white. Or stayed flat, laid in this bed, seeing the likes of him who doesn't know how to smile. These days been so fucked up. Seeing the yellowish color vanishing and a bright dandelion rising from that little box. I wonder, how it has been so long since I see the colors outside of this dull frame. Enticing my eyes as delights fills my taste. But, it seems this morning, has a new trick for me. Convincing me to come astray. Follow my heart and so it succeed. And now, my life been meaningful again like a mural in the streets.
The ocean crystals and shards of blazing flames. Those bright carnation vibe filling the entire place. Warm yellow rays fall down from above. Blessing everyone and graces them up.
I slowly releases the cold shackles preventing me to move. Surprisingly it easily came off. A curve formed in my dull lips. Little stride turns into wide hops as I leap. Swirling like a flower that been swayed by the gust. Slowly drifting in mid-air as it lands to the ground. Flat and quiet, until it will be swept away again by the wind. Will move with no direction and finally will arrive to that final place.
The ocean crystal reflection from her eyes making pearls, precious than a hundred carat gold. Her lips twitches as red pigment stains her clothes. My mind went blank when I witness the colors been washed away by the storm. Making it lame and dull. And so a cracking sound can be heard inside her chest.
One. Two. Three, the once filled with colors, suddenly turn into a monotone black.
~~Finally, the period has been put and my pen went stuck.
