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Dec 2018
I think in color-
Bright pigmented hues,
Yet I noticed lately
I'm left with dark blues

The blue of the ocean
The blue of the sky
Bruises of skin broken
Blue eyes when they cry

I waited forever-
For that and a day
When blackness took over
My life slipped away

I woke to a ceiling
So white that it hurt
I closed my eyes slowly
With my death - I'll flirt

My colors are fading
All I see is blue
When grey shades come knocking
Then I'll see them too

I feel the years passing
My time slips away
Obscuring my vision
Is tendrils of grey

I sit in silence
Cold and still as stone
On my face, a smile
From sadness is shown

I don't see in color
Least, not anymore
I hear as I ponder
A knock at my door

As I throw it open
My eyes open wide
Its a simple omen:
Time to say goodbye

I wave to the colors
Of long, long ago
With me on this journey
Only blue will go

I'm facing my fears
It clicks piece by piece
After all these years
I can feel at peace
Anka
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Anka  21/F
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