Existential Crisis
Colors in the sky made me feel,
more than you’d ever imagine.
Blue, the embodiment of my emotions,
dripping down a blank canvas.
Red, a roaring anger,
splattering across anyone looking to help.
Together, coming to be purple,
a color I was never fond of.
Eventually I learned of black and white.
Discovering that if I view
the world in complete monochrome.
I was less likely to feel
the pain of never finding the pot of gold
at the end of the rainbow.
~Monochrome by Sierra Lynn
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