World Painted in Colors (Sad Version)
A story inspired by 5 senses
I see the world before me,
A canvas painted dark and bleak,
Colors muted, shades of grey,
A picture that's hard to speak.
I hear the sounds around me,
A symphony of pain and grief,
Cries, screams, and mournful sighs,
A harmony that offers no relief.
I smell the bitter scent of loss,
Its grip tightens, won't let go,
A fragrance that weighs me down,
A scent that brings me low.
I taste the bitter taste of tears,
A bitter, salty sting,
A palate of sorrow and regret,
A flavor that won't bring anything.
I touch the world around me,
Its textures are rough and harsh,
A world of endless struggle,
A universe that leaves me in the dark.
These senses are a curse,
A reminder of what I've lost,
A painful connection to a world,
Where happiness comes at a cost.
With sorrowful senses at my side,
I face the world with pain,
I find no joy in any moment,
Life is a never-ending chain.
So let me suffer in these senses,
And let them drown me in despair,
For life is dark and full of sadness,
A gift that's hard to bear.
About the Creator
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