Out of my mind flows blue
My wrists are red
My hands are shaking
I'm lost in my head
The thoughts will scream
And torment my mind
The blue rhythm flows
Says I will be fine
Baby Blue. Teal.
Aqua or royal
Or is crimson the color
As my blood starts to boil
The blue will grow bleak
The colors are fading
The papers my pallet
My pen is still waiting
For the colors to rush
Flood out of my eyes
Purple finds its way
To ruin the blue skys
Words and emotions
Will never be the same
Though colors and thoughts
May share the same name
The green is still hidden
The yellow is missing
The blue in my head
While the black lips are kissing
A rainbow, no
An explosion of thought
But the blue will stay with me
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Chase Gage
Poet. Journalist. Sports guy. Music dude.
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