When the blue
fades into black,
Scraping the shadow
casting it back.
Feel it bearing
and soon bites down,
Darkness filling
in wounds abound.
But even so,
wounds seem to fade,
Go deeper down
where feelings stay.
Watch as the blues,
peel their way through,
Leaving a shell
that once was you.
4-23-08
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Coming out, reaching for change