abstract thoughts
scribbles of crimson red etched in my skull
illuminating hues of all the blues
neon oranges and yellows  crashing around my bare head
blacks and browns and greys whispering in my ears timidly
pinks the hues of strawberry milk zapping my tastebuds
greens triggering greed with evil grins
blood caked nails scraping across fragile skin
screams echoing in my eardrums

eventually i’ll pick myself up off the ground.
eventually the color will flood my vision, eventually the grey will leave.
eventually my ghosts will float on to another soul
eventually the glass around me will be swept away and i’ll stop getting cut by the shards.
but when?

this isn’t my life it’s hers
hers hers hers
she
she’s lost, she’s drowning
she sees the world in grey, with shadows following her around every corner
i’m glued to her hip, can’t escape
i want to see the world in every color it has to offer
i want to smell the roses and i want to seize the day
she just wants to rot away