White Paint

It's August and the leaves have fallen

The leaves are as dark, bland, and lifeless as the sky.

The weather has gone cold but it feels warm against my chocolate brown complexion.

The streets are as naked as they come...

What is life when it is just as meaningless

I can no longer see good anymore, plagued by these dark thoughts...I am so blinded by the bad

There is not an ounce of hope in this world

My eyes are becoming heavy with sleep and I cannot stay awake any longer.

In these last moments, I want to see happiness, a colorful world in all its entirety, and the beauty that it once contained.

I stretch my arms forward asking HIM to help me find my purpose in life,

Help me to see so that I may find my way before I lose my sanity.

Bright lights...strong winds begin to make me feel alive

Everything is changing...

Now I can open my eyes and see the world for what it is

Beauty is what I now see...