when you left,
you stripped the colors away with you.
the blue color of the sky
fell to the ground with my tears,
draining from the earth
until all that was left
was monochrome
- why i'm seeing black and white
YOU ARE READING
MOONCHILD ; poetry ii
Poetryif i want to die, i'll strive to live as much as i want to die
2.8
when you left,
you stripped the colors away with you.
the blue color of the sky
fell to the ground with my tears,
draining from the earth
until all that was left
was monochrome
- why i'm seeing black and white