2/18/18
Creating my own world,
I color the sky,
Add sounds to waves.
Creating my world
Can lift my day.
Colors of my heart bleeding into the pages
Songs in my head and words left unspoken
Sung, and spoke.
My mind a palace of my greatest desires,
A palace of everything I never knew I ever wanted
My mind can be dark sometimes.
My world can have clouds shrouding out the light
My world, painted in monotone,
Slow and low, the music plays
Tears falling down my face.
Fears as crippling
As my Joy is fleeting.
My blood, my sweat, my tears.
My palace of contradictions.
Yes. I create my world.
My world, of which is ever changing.
Darkness or light.
I fear, it's never fading
