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Ramir Dec 2024
Red burning like your desires
I’m slowly scorched by the ember
Still i jumped to chase the fire
The pain numbed me, Still I lingered.

The coldness I see in your eyes
I thought I was the only one feeling Blue
Your stare pierces through me
As you unmask your emotions
The same way I do.

Yellow was your favorite.
Like your aura that shines bright
I may have or may not understand
Still I course through your blinding light

In the boundless expanse of this spectrum,
You were always a bewitching vision.
I reached for you with desperate hands,
Sought for your beauty, as it slipped through my grasp.
A thousand of people die everyday, they live faced in fear they live in rage
And its all over coded mind, falling over wishing to remain on the bright side
Some think that the guns and gangs will protect them
To live a life in sadness and decency
Well at this point being black, white, and all the other races, they don't matter
It's the fact that we all act like family and find love to roam
And yes, my boyfriends white
It doesn't make it wrong
To be colorblinded in love
But, I know it takes alot to take this
We all want money, car, big houses
So basic.
But, for us as humans to be categorized as Americans
Us killing each other but, just take granted
That you hating me, and me hating you more
Your like a loser to another loser
Both of all are just pathetic
But, I can see how the world should be
I'd rather die
Than to live in a world so insane.
Screeching anthems
Emotional vampire
Enemy of my agony
Brittled so called friend
Nestled between
Pieces in thee deep depths Somewhere in my soul
Infringement
Igniting embers
Gaining traction
Suffocating
Caged sanity
Tourniquet barely holding
Edge of a cliff
The ferocious beasts
Are hunting attempting to
Hand in my resignation
Chain linked
Hands and feet
Oozing secrets
Sounds of fury
Reality gave me glaucoma
The killers of day colorblinded
A last glance
Burning me like a cigarette
To the last puff
Beating a dead drum
Accomplishing nothing
False pretenses
Coddling me to no end
Overprotective of
My thoughts you never were
The proofs in the pudding
Unamused beyond a reasonable
Doubt of anything I certainly was

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