My heart is filled with all the colors,
The world around me has to offer.
It seems to be an enormous canvas
Artist being the life, painting it ever so often.
These are never ending  blends,
With the variegation of shades,
Thus the understanding- from them
Only few I will name.
The drops of yellow from happiness and joy,
From friendships staying true.
Some light pink for the eternal child inside me.
Sadness and failures depicting serene blue.
Truth and purity paint it white,
And in black lies the strength, staying on course.
Lines of green for evergreen.
Rich lilac imagination in me pours.
Dark blue swipes from the adventurous soul,
Grey delivered by the doubts and unknowings.
The blood-red hue from all those emotions
Piling up from not releasing nor showing.
Brown will be added throughout the life-
The knowledge, experiences and wisdom that’s gained.
Each and every day I grow as a person,
Unwilling to stay the same.
And colors from love
What will be those?
Combination of it all,
I so readily suppose.

His voice is the only thing I could listen to all day
His laugh is the only thing that light up my gloomy day
His name is the only thing that makes me blush all over
His smile is the only thing that makes my heart flutter

It's weird that now
I feel excited to see him around
but I have no courage even to make a sound

We were close, and it changed somehow
It's strange
But deep down I wonder
If he feel the same as I do

Still,
I can't figure out **why

We are the broken generation today, maybe just one happy day, no misery to surround us, hope the only thing around us, no need for medication that never helped, no hourly cost for how much we spoke, no hatred on people who can’t be the same, different faces, different names, races and pain, innocent eyes in the beginning lost on different streets, no matter how far apart we are we still are so close, all went through pain better version, or worse, it was still felt, experiences that tore our soul’s apart, emptiness, life of a loved one lost or just trying to save our own, the cancer, the abuse, the drugs, the misuse of the things that are supposed to save us, are the very things destroy us, day by day, night by night, if we fought together, everything would be alright, acceptance is the way, no more lives lost to the suicidal thoughts, tendencies forgot
angels no longer lost.