Covered in dirt,
I felt like the time has ceased to run,
My body couldn't move and my will to fight was gone.
Everything around me has turned from purple into grey,
Even the colors of the rainbow started to fade away.
Then I realized that the world is BLACK and WHITE,
Perhaps people are just color blind.
Could it be that green and blue were just illusions of the mind?
'Cause I see nothing but a colorless world or perhaps...
I'm the one who's blind.
i believe that we'll always come back to each other in whatever colors we become
even when i'm scorching red and you're a soft green
even when you're a bold blue and i'm a deep yellow
even when we're two different shades of grey
even when i have rings in my nose and you have some around your neck
even when it's almost dawn and i can't keep my eyes open, but you're a sugar rush, bouncing your leg on the floor
neither of us can ever keep still
neither of us can ever keep something from each other
maybe that's why i know we'll always return to each other when we stray too far from the woods
From up here I see clearly,
the landscape of what we might call home,
I see the millions of lights that belong to multiple lives
in this city
Don't let me be alone,
don't let me fall
From this towering height.
I'm trapped inside my dreams
I don't think I can find the door
Don't let me be alone—
I feel the billowing wind between my toes,
I cover my ears against the cold
Don't let me fall—
I think I hear your footsteps
I think I see your silhouette
But the sound and colors blur
From this towering height—
Break me from this dream
and I won't let go, I'll be all yours
. As long as you're by my side
I can be in towering heights.
round and clean
it sees me sit in the gallery
looking at the painting.
smooth and generously
it pats my back when I get too tired to
if I said I could paint YOU
here in this room that YOU gave me
if I could touch the feet of
the ones who cared.
round and clean
it sees me stand before the painting
laughing with Kitaj eyes.
smooth and sincerely
it looks at its watch.
Lead my hand
in soft and gentle brush strokes
colors of love, crimson tones
creating a treasured masterpiece
bodies blend in bursts of color
fingertips brush the canvas
driving hearts into madness.
in gentle touch
a pure soul and heart attraction
merging colors of crimson hue
in loves pure satisfaction.
Colors of love
smooth and silky texture
bleeding colors upon the canvas
as souls blend
in forever pleasure….
The Sun a golden yellow
in a sky of cobalt blue,
blooming emerald leaves
under flowers of purple hue.
Dazzling bright colors
beautiful feathers of white,
soaring through the sky,
mystical doves in flight.
Flowers fresh and sweet
strawberries drizzled in cream,
beautiful visions of love
kissing every single dream.
you were the fucking one
her heart bleeds
she paints every stone blood red
stains every mirror black
kaleidoscope colors are not a metaphor
about the beauty of change anymore
they are the personification of a moment
slipping away with a single twist
you were supposed to be the fucking one
why couldn't we grow together
let our colors bleed together
she never knew the terror of changing colors
she never saw these shades
she can't even create these shades without dying
you are a complete stranger
the only mirror not painted black is pointed to you
the kaleidoscope mirrors shatter
the sharpest and most bold colors flying from your tounge
all of them shades of red
all of them stolen from her
all of them dead