Colour
Cold, grey, dark,
Those are the words
I use to describe
This life.
Every time I open
My eyes,
I will see
The same colours.
Life was cruel to me,
Am I just to be laughed at?
So I pray this one time,
Colour my World.
As I walk along,
Rain from the heavens,
I bumped shoulders
And found you.
Your eyes,
They were filled with
Such colour. So please,
Colour My World.
I couldn’t believe it
I ran and ran and ran
But you can’t run
From your soulmate.
I met you again
In a place of colour
You blended in
So perfectly.
We smiled for a long time
And eventually I could
See all the colours,
You’ve Coloured My World.
It was like a rainbow,
Which the cruel God
Used unnecessarily,
To hate me.
It lasted for only
A little while
And eventually
Everything turned back to grey.
As I hold your hand tight
And whisper nothings
I smile because
You Coloured My World.
Copyright © Frisk Carris | Year Posted 2016
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