She sees the colour
In a world I thought I knew
I see dark greys
And scattershot blues

When I see her smile
It lights up my room

I trip on my insecurities
But when I am talking to you
I think I understand the world
And its colourful view

These words do not always come
Sometimes they do not even appear
But they are there
Buried in the subconscious
Colour is easy to write about
'Roses are pretty
And violets are blue
The stars look lovely too'
But what is fading is ignored
Death is sad
And wilted roses turn grey
Soon enough they will all be thrown away
Just like everything else
We will all be discarded
These words
These thoughts
Which are buried so deep
Will be taken to our graves

Your tears were empty
In the depths of night
It was only us and the moon
As you looked in my eyes that one last time
I felt the loneliness loom

Her eyes were forever
Trapped in a horrid abyss
She could not escape
Or so she thought
As the scarlet ink left her wrist

Tears rolled down her cheek
And dropped by her blemished feet
She hoped it was not too late
She even wondered that maybe it was fate

But even in the deepest depths of the darkest nights
A light will prevail
And lead the way
She did not realise it yet
Until night-time had gone away
When the darkness had fallen victim to a bright sunny day

Is that all I was worth?
A note
Some words
Ink on a ripped-out diary page

'I feel lost'
So you said
Now I feel lost in my head
How could I be so naive
To think we could have ever been

When you said 'I do not love you'
My heart shattered
Now it feels like nothing matters
I just wish you could have said
So long ago
Because now I feel empty
And my dreams are all hollow

Words can only say so much
Eyes can show much more
They tell people what you want to say
There is no need to talk at all

In silence
Eyes can speak truths long unheard
About your deepest pain
Your dreams and desires
What you love and aspire
Your eyes can lead the way

A smile enveloped in moonlight
Took the pain from my eyes
I took her hand and we let go of our minds