Another day begins
The sky is the perfect blue
Just as the sun grows in size
Illuminating the world
In burning ember.
The windows of the rusty old bus
Reflect an image of myself
Fatigue filled my eyes
Dark brown and empty.
I sit in hopes for a friend.
Someone to talk to
During the long and dreary ride
To the one place I am reluctant to go.
It's time to face reality
I am left with the company
Of my wonderful music
Filled with more emotion
Than one could hear
In a symphony.
Yet the emptiness seeps in
For nothing can fill in
The deep void of loneliness
From the loss of everything
And nothing.
YOU ARE READING
Pretty In Yellow
PoetryA bundle of poems that explore the tainted world of yellow that is my mind. I hope you can feel the emotions of despair, desire and delight I try to express through my words of poetry. "You are dripping in luminosity, The very definition of yellow."...
