The color black

by XxDeadPassionxX   May 3, 2006


Represented by death
suffering
my fear color
you love it and you hate it
you hate everything
bad family life
dads new wife
i wear it everyday
in the sun
in the rain
it is a security blanket
not folded
not new
nobody understands me
nobody knows you
EDAR ALLEN POE
dark poems you know
sleep all day
stay to the shadows at night
nobody worries
something is not right
you stick to large cities
you know nothing else
sleep on rooftops
all most fall off
you have thought about jumping
how much easier your life would be
nobody would notice
you know nobody loves me
you slit your wrists to see the blood
it is red a different color
you hate color
black is all you see
and shades of Grey
you are an outcast
you are on your way
you are standing on the edge now
should you jump?
it is quite high up
you would surely die
you take a step forward
as you sigh
you see the wold flash good bye
you die
your parents are crying
they go to the rooftop
your dad spots blood in a whisper
he reads:
MY LAST REQUEST IS THAT YOU REMEMBER ME

you wake suddenly and realize
your dream was a nightmare
meant for only your eyes

PLEASE, PAY MORE ATTENTION TO MY DEAD CRIPPLED BODY THAN YOU DID MY LIVELY ALBINO SOUL

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