Gold, as bright as the sunThat shines
Through the prism blocks
That shows the color of the rainbow
But all I see is black and white
That is like a tile
That can easily broke
And tore apart
Like a broken heart
A piece of cloth tearing apart
By the scissors of a certain someone
That you cannot see
But when the lights shines through it
You can only see
Your own self holding you back...
YOU ARE READING
Different shades of blue..
PoetryMy first book Just the things that I wanted to get out of my head, and my thoughts everyday... Hope you enjoy