BLUE
The downfall from heaven to the harsh earth. From cotton to the wicked knife's edge. The striking of reality and the shattering of illusion. The poem talks about the sleepless nights when I fell into the abyss of darkness.
I'll always be blue.
Lookin' at the light, thought
Could rise up to a lighter hue
Traced the path, and
Was pleased for a moment
With the sun and the shade
Thinkin' I deserved all
But, was proved infinitely wrong
I deserved nothing
Neither the sun nor the light
Brought the eclipse, the doom, the tears
Left the sun tearing between the two
Between the waking and the dead
Was a mistake to rise to a lighter hue
I can only sink to the deepest blue
Living in the grey folds with my blue sorrow
- Miss. Hope
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