Indigo - inner glow
Indigo time to grow
My blueish-purple soul
Black crow white as snow
Trapped in an illusion
Because of a delusion
A fallacy that I could find fortunes and fame
But I don't want fame
I'm rich on my own
Indigo time to go
Ebon wings shimmer
Like my purple soul
The blue is gone because the sun is on me
Why me?
Why should my indigo glow
Get to grow?
I can't cut my roots but I can bury them deep
And spread my branches far and wide
Like ebon wings at eventide
My blue soul as the moon it glows
The sea it mows the beaches of my home
And rips the purple from my soul
My inner indigo glow it's time
To stand up and grow
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I try to look up to the stars when I feel lost, and I am very lost
PoetryA collection of mostly sad poems Most of these are raw and unrefined One take or they don't make the grade Usually birthed after 2am
