The Pieces of All My Emotions

Emotions showing up in colors -

I see white, I sense black -

it's when I feel, it's how I know

I'm far away from love.

I've confused the love for him

with the love for love. 

*Sometimes you want to be in love so much

you misinterpret the colors.*

How could I wait for a rescue

when I've left no trace on the way?

I am alone in the room

with the pieces of all my emotions in the air-

they hollow me, surround me.

And I cry

I'll never be found.

Yellow

The clouds are yellow.

The Sun shines in purple,

why would I ever see in black

even through my black shades?

I still keep my nights insomniac

always trying to forget,

trying to remember

those brief captivated moments of vulnerability.

I fell down

and like it wasn’t enough I went beyond down,

 that’s why the sunshine looks so pretty,

it’s not real

as unreal are my memories of your smiles.

Could I rotate the world around,

dive into the Sun as it burns less

than burns my pain for not having you.