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If they say the truth is white
What color then is plight?
Please give me something to write
Let it be something very bright!

If they say lie is very black
what color then is denial,
Is it a  new shade of dark?
Because dark is like a human trial.

If happiness is a sunny yellow
What then is depression's hue
I guess it's a deep shade of sorrow
Or is it some kinda demonic blue?

If hardship is some kinda gray
What color then is uncertainty?
I reckon it's a mixture for a better day
Something to cover shame and pity.

So is mixed emotions a color of the rainbow?
It should be because it contains colors
That will cheer us when our moods are low
Some we can use to paint white over sorrows.

✍️ #IvanBrookspoetry©️
If everything has a color assigned to it, what color is your situation?
I am alone again
I knew that this would come
I saw it from afar
A bullet from a gun

Now I'm left here bleeding
No one to save me now
No one to give me stitches
Or wipe sweat from my brow

I am alone again
I feel it in my soul
I feel it in my heart
The loneliness is cold

I feel it in my heartbeat
It pumps within my veins
I want it to get out of me
I just want to be sane

And now I'm left again
With these red stains on my wrists
The bands of pain apparent
A touch of deadly bliss

I am alone again
And no one else can see
That though I am surrounded,
There's no one here with me.
Being alone with one's thoughts can be more dangerous than someone holding a gun to your head, because at least there's someone there to stop them.
 Jun 2017 Sydney Marie
Marrisa
What's the use in trying?
When it's always my blood drying?
You get up in a fuss, all you leave behind is dust.
I tried to pack my bags but all I got was ****** rags.
You strike, smash, and scream;
I was the one who made you steam.
Don't take out your anger;
Come back and sit, please don't hit.
I won't bite, well I might…
I don't want to fight,
I want to survive tonight.
Take a seat, release some of that heat.
I can't survive this abuse
While you just smirk and lurk;
A demon possessed,
A beating obsessed,
But still a little depressed,
Human.
It's hard to leave someone you love even if they hurt you. What a very mysterious thing love is.
 Jun 2017 Sydney Marie
D
could you tell me why the average man
  is more willing to give a cigarette
  to a beggar on the street,

over the dollar in his pocket or the shoes on his feet,
  when he has two more pairs at home
  and his bank account is comfy?
no really
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