When it dies down, those who are true still shine.
Colors reflect the beauty of sight
without it everything would be gray
colorless with less life, less love
just this and that no in-between filters of joy
just shadows of reflecting misery repeating itself over and over
again and again!
With color, no matter how hard you close your eyes you still see it
the rings and rainbows of everyday life
the real struggles of acceptance
the fake love and feeling neglected,
the hidden betrayal of close ones
but most of all,
the dimmed spotlight of reality settles in
doors closed and its all in your head
the shades of love wishing to be paraded.
About the Creator
S.M.E
Mind filled with thoughts scattering to fit in place, the best thing to do is write it down just in case. Share the different views that conjure up in our heads, better speak now dont hold it until your dead.
Yktv, its your girl S.M.E
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