When we come into the world
The colors overwhelm us
Not knowing what to do
We cry.
We cry and we cry and we cry
For me
All the colors went away
Now all I'm left with is Grey
The first time the colors went away
I cried.
I cried and I cried and I cried
The colors came back
But only after I cried an ocean
I am no longer able to cry
The ocean I cried
Now suffocates me
Drowning me
Until I turn blue
I no longer feel anything
But suffering
My only goal is to break free
From this never ending misery
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Trapped in a poetic mind
PoetryPoems by a person who has issues. Whether it is their, Depression, PTSD, or Anxiety, something is always bothering them. Writing about everything that pops into their mind, and things that they are too scared to talk about, you will no doubt find so...
