3:08 a.m. 4/25/20 I’ve painted you in colors of the rainbow It reflected every mood that you had put me in I loved it I was spiraling downwards on the color orange It was getting too hot before it even started That’s a hazard And here I am again... Coloring you in black and shades of grey Because everything you have shown was in a haze A void that’s refusing to give You soaked up my white There is bad intentions in your meanings behind your words Not everyone’s intentions are pure Yet, I thought you were different But, I could count how many times I’ve etched that into a poem So, they say the sky is blue and it cries sometimes So, where do I go with this water color blue? Who do I give it too? Not you. I know better now Painting a picture mixed with red, blue and yellow turns out to be unappealing It was never serious This was never serious You were never serious But I was All my shades of blues never counted Thoroughly disappointed I smeared the color red with my fingers I bleed from the color of love Of what I think love is Oh how I give Yellow was always suppose to be mines It was the most beautiful like the sunshine That is what I thought I meant in your life Yet, when the colors of the rainbow mold into one How did black come and tainted my work of art