Blue Room
The Paint in the room is getting in your skin,
while the silence is slowly wearing you thin.
These Sea walls would soon come crashing on you
as the Waves of emotions have come to swallow you -- whole.
Whole, you once were before you crawled into this hole
that fed on your fragile heart and languid soul.
Shadows in the corners are closing in.
I've lost sight of you from where you've been.
I'm lowering a rope with a Hope that you can hold,
Hold on to it 'til He'll pull you out into the Light.
After seeing you all frightened and Cold,
with heavy broad strokes, I'll paint these wall with something Bright.
Copyright © Milvee Labajo | Year Posted 2021
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