the sky turns orange and pink as the sunsets on another day time rushing by in a beautiful colour scheme yet i cannot see
the sky turns dark blue and black as the night falls upon the lands this is my time no colours to be seen i can see everything clearer
the sky turns bright red, burning as the sunrises on the next day i stare intently but the bars which hold me captive continue to only provide grey
the skys turns blue and grey as the day passes by thunder and lightening sounding the bars shudder but so not break leaving me continuously blind
colourblind to life
I was feeling unable to understand myself and the world around me recently and wrote it into this mess about how without certainty and understanding of yourself, life lacks in beauty.