A Collection of Poems

Blue

It feels like you can hear what i'm saying
It looks like like you can feel my pain
but in reality you are facing another, leaving me to drown in my thoughts
leaving me to wander my mind aimlessly, trying to escape the blue yet not being able to see it
others try to comfort me but to no avail, as i know that in reality i am simply talking to myself and everything that I feel is still contained
the blue is getting larger,
soon it will get large enough to take over my entire mind, or what's left of it
and when the blue wins the great war of happiness
i will be no longer be wandering aimlessly as the lack of hope will consume me entirely
and as i look back at memories of you
i will no longer see bright green but instead just another blue memory of a long time ago.
Why do I still go to you to seek comfort despite the fact that I know you won't hear me?
Because memories don't always match reality and my expectations are set high
without struggle you lower them
But as memories push them back up, i come back again only to be left to my mind once more
The vicious cycle will never stop and neither will you
You will never push me towards greatness
You will never listen to my pleas of sorrow
You will never help me out of my troubles
And you will always leave me blue