Date: 18-07-2016
Black or White
I can't see them anymore - colours. The rainbow palette the rest of the world can make out with their open, flashing eyes are tuned out to my own. A dull monochrome takes over and where there was hope, lies death. Where there was light, lies deception.
I don't want to see it - the demons that lurk in the corners of my mind all too visible in front of my eyes. The shadows are at every turn, follow my every step and nothing I do can shake away their cold grasp on my soul.
I cover my sight - I shut it all out. To try and imagine what it was like before; before the truth came out. To try and touch the blend of beauty
and just for one moment pretend that I am a part of it.
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Poetry/twenty sixteen : a poetry collection/ A poem, a day. Can't be that hard, right? One of my New Year's Resolutions this year is get back into poetry and explore new styles. This is my attempt at doing just that. This collection will be a mixture of d...
