The world has been colored in a haze of blue.
The sky.
The sun.
The moon.
The snow.
The road.
Their eyes.

It's funny and kinda makes me wanna cry
Because I think back to the times when my favorite color used to be green
But as I grew, so did my views
Blue became all that I could see, all that I desired.

The color blue is one that many fine sad, it represents sensitivity but not despair
It's also unrequited love
Said to be one of the most painful things to experience
Worst then losing a loved one, though I wouldn't know
The reason being that the love you feel is never felt, never acknowledged, never returned
But you can't just stop, and have not yet learn't to turn it off

It can be buried temporarily, but it still burns your chest, still hurts
And so I have grown custom to the pain of blue
It became beautiful to me, a scar being made so gracefully
A graceful dance of shame, blame and pain
So until I learn to move on, to be at peace
To accept defeat
I will see through pain filled blue.


© Akki42