Whispers

Constant

Don't ask me why
But I tend to get sad at night
Maybe I get inside my mind

And I can't find any more light

I paint my toenails black
Every time they fade
Because it represents sadness
It never goes away

The polish is metaphor
My sadness tends to fade
Sometimes it's barely there
Sometimes it's a different shade

It's my only constant
No other color would do
The darkness has come to me
Now it's attached like glue

My friends tend to help me through it
Thousands of miles away
Sometimes it's hard to talk to them
I miss them every day

Recently I haven't been okay
Wanting to cry, feeling lonely

All I want sometimes

Is for someone to hold me

I think I've talked enough
I only wrote this to explain my nails
I get too into my writing

I start telling random tales