Colorless
In a world once adorned with vibrant array,
I now embrace the darkness in shades of gray.
Black clothing hangs heavy on my weary frame,
As color fades, my heart fills with silent shame.
A rainbow of hues that once brought me delight,
Now blend into shadows, hidden from sight.
Each day passes by, devoid of vibrant tone,
As my soul and mind, like garments, turn to stone.
Gone are the days of joyous, colorful dreams,
Replaced by a monochromatic scheme.
I've lost touch with hues that brought me solace,
My life transpires in a state of colorless.
The once blooming garden within my mind,
Now wilted and gray, like a faded design.
All memories of beauty begin to decay,
As black garments become my cloak each day.
Oh, how I long for a burst of hue,
To paint my world in shades that once were true.
But alas, the colors have lost their appeal,
My heart grows heavy, and my spirit kneels.
No golden sunsets, no azure skies above,
Just a dreary landscape devoid of love.
In black and gray, my life now abides,
A desolate wasteland where color subsides.
For the vibrant days, I yearn and ache,
Aching for the hue that I can no longer take.
Lost in the darkness, I roam all alone,
In a life reduced to colorless tones.
So I mourn the loss of my love for the bright,
Adrift in a world devoid of light.
In black clothing, I fade into the fray,
As my life becomes a palette of colorless dismay.
© Arvin Ramirez
#black #depression #colorlesslife
I now embrace the darkness in shades of gray.
Black clothing hangs heavy on my weary frame,
As color fades, my heart fills with silent shame.
A rainbow of hues that once brought me delight,
Now blend into shadows, hidden from sight.
Each day passes by, devoid of vibrant tone,
As my soul and mind, like garments, turn to stone.
Gone are the days of joyous, colorful dreams,
Replaced by a monochromatic scheme.
I've lost touch with hues that brought me solace,
My life transpires in a state of colorless.
The once blooming garden within my mind,
Now wilted and gray, like a faded design.
All memories of beauty begin to decay,
As black garments become my cloak each day.
Oh, how I long for a burst of hue,
To paint my world in shades that once were true.
But alas, the colors have lost their appeal,
My heart grows heavy, and my spirit kneels.
No golden sunsets, no azure skies above,
Just a dreary landscape devoid of love.
In black and gray, my life now abides,
A desolate wasteland where color subsides.
For the vibrant days, I yearn and ache,
Aching for the hue that I can no longer take.
Lost in the darkness, I roam all alone,
In a life reduced to colorless tones.
So I mourn the loss of my love for the bright,
Adrift in a world devoid of light.
In black clothing, I fade into the fray,
As my life becomes a palette of colorless dismay.
© Arvin Ramirez
#black #depression #colorlesslife