Dipped in some blue
Mixed it with red
How I loved the sound of you
Singing to me in bed
Red, Red, is all I see
What color should I use?
In my head it's sickening me
Red. Now isn't this abuse?
Held my brush up high,
Where is my blue?
Maybe it's another big lie
Like the ones I heard from you
Grown up eyes,
I think I'll use some white
Between these lies,
It might make it look bright
Whispers, whispers, in the hall
Monsters forcing their way in
That little crack in the wall
It's a dark, dark night to sin
White, I lost my white
With shaky hands I drew
In the scary blackness of night
Far away, all my white flew
Lowly whispers, they're still there
I'll close my eyes,
In the morning they won't be there
I'll shut in my desperate cries
Red, Red, is all I see
I lost my colors that night
I surrender, letting it be
No color is within my sight
Whispers, whispers, all around
Shameless whispers fill my head
I grew tired blocking that sound
All my white was painted red
What color am I?
Color of fear
What color am I?
I don't belong here
Each day, man knows not what may affect his emotion..... a big 10++++
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A refined poetic imagination, Ghina. You may like to read my poem, Love And Iust. Thank you.