Fading To Colors Poem by Troy Clark And Neal Simons

Take me away,
To a place were colors are the same,
My colors are fading,
From white to black,
From black to gray,
From gray to white,
A repeating process.
All with a different emotion,
Happiness and love,
Depressed and angry,
Suicidal and hateful,
Emotions,
Funny little people trapped inside,
Each with a name,
That defines them.
Some are small and can be held back,
Others…
Not so fortunate.
My color fades to gray,
I look at you different,
You’re a different person,
Not beautiful any more,
But a sick duplicate of life.
Black is my color now,
I see you as a monster,
Whose reason is to hurt me,
I strike back at reality,
Cursing and hating,
I go into a frenzy,
I can hear screams,
But I cannot stop,
Finally I relax,
My colors slip a way to the first,
I see you there,
But what have I done.