Blue World
A cold, and dark place to live.
Dank and dismal, all that is black.
Grey and black streaks
Darkening my blue skies
Bringing the voices out to play
She whispers in my ear, softly.
Speaking words that would give hope.
But none left for me. They devoured it all.
The sky is crashing down upon us.
Its deeper than the ocean, it’s deeper.
It’s higher than heaven, it’s higher.
It’s stronger than love, it’s stronger.
It’s weaker than hate, it’s weaker.
My world is blue, what color is yours?
Copyright © Joseph Silva | Year Posted 2007
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