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2.5k · Apr 2016
Saturation
énouement Apr 2016
Our neighbourhood was Black;
Unknown and Mysterious.
The people -- Red,

And I --
was Blue.

How can a color so different...
Mix with the rest?

They've seen my heart..
they've seen it alright.

They said it was
Grey.
a color they treated to be  
Unknown.
a vision of my true intentions
Compromised.

But I knew, inside of me,
I knew
I knew that Black and White was a feeling--
a feeling they shoved down on me
an attempt to saturate me
a feeling that I could no longer stand.

I paint.
I paint with the colors the world has shoved down on me.
And I think--
Will the world ever see me?

But just when I've ran out--
I've been saturated;
Touched with the fire and energy of Red.
Like sunsets where the Orange meets the Blue,
I painted a Lilac sky.

And the neighbourhood I once knew was Black,
Is now my White.
--inspired by Colors by Halsey <3
439 · Sep 2016
August 31
énouement Sep 2016
Our planet Earth has a moon.

Yes, a moon. That thing everyone uses for something romantic.

But here's one thing I've heard

"You gotta find your own moon. Someone you could look at and feel something different. Someone who'd be with you the whole night and never want to leave your side."

Admit it. We all want that.
I knew I'd need that in the future.

What I didn't expect was I'd find one. (Or at least I thought ((obviously or else I wouldn't be writing this poem hhhh)))

Let me tell you something romantic!

Sometimes You may feel like you've found your "moon".
You start to feel like that person was something special to you
You even think you're as special to them too
You start to see that moon in your orbit wherever you go

But it pays to observe
It pays to get your own telescope and look at the sky
And realize you weren't the planet. You were the moon.
You were the one orbiting.
Orbiting what has become the world to you.
You were the one trying to give off something special .

Finally
You realize you weren't orbiting Earth
You were orbiting the wrong planet.
You were orbiting a planet that had 3 other moons.

No, you don't find your own "moon". You find your own Earth.
shet
421 · Apr 2016
8:30PM
énouement Apr 2016
It isn't you

8:31PM

It's someone else.
313 · Jun 2016
Seventeen
énouement Jun 2016
I've warned myself several times
Sad to say, I told you so
270 · Apr 2016
Untitled
énouement Apr 2016
You are a diamond.

"You see..."
you told me.

"A diamond.
So many sides
and so many edges."

You've got the ups and the downs.

Your soul burns red with desire--
to make a difference in the world
to rebuke the unruly, defiant man sitting next to you
A desire to be strong.
To look at someone straight in the eye and say:
"Don't mess with me."

But then another side of you
enjoys a good joke,
a good cheat,
a good escape.
The feeling of possessing something.
The feeling of selfishness.

And then..
there's another side of you.
A side that loved the comfort of being around people.
You've always loved parties.
The never ending stories and experiences--
that makes no sense to you by the time the sun arrives.

But theres another side of you
a side of you
that enjoys the safety and comfort within your four walls.
A side that wants to stay at home
away from the mess outside.

And then you tell me you don't care
you tell me:
"It doesn't matter"

And then you come back
and say
that your dreams
your goals
are what matter the most.

I wonder

How can one person have so many sides.
So many different sides.
And so many fine edges that stand between them.

Countless sides that coincide with each other.

How can something full of rough edges
something so sharp

Be so beautiful.


again--

We are all diamonds.

— The End —