Sometimes I get
into a mood,
a depressed one in which I tell
no one of my feelings because
they are not fit to know.
I will not tell my father,
because he knows nothing,
nor will I tell my mother,
because it might be about her.
I definitely won't tell my
step, because she doesn't need the knowledge,
but at the same time,
I'm wishing for someone to
pull the weight off of my shoulders,
even if only for a minute or two.
I can talk to my friends on here,
the only ones I'd really tell stuff,
but sometimes,
my sadness is too great,
keeping me from speaking
as I mope around in a dreary state.
It's funny how,
my favorite color is blue
when I usually feel blue
down in the dumps of my mind
the pungent smell stinging my nostrils
from the inside,
shrinking me into my own self,
cowering in a shell that is my body.
Blue.
A color that symbolizes
trust, loyalty, wisdom,
confidence, intelligence, faith,
truth, heaven, peace, order, and strength.
Ha, it's funny right?
I have limited trust,
a hell of a lot of loyalty,
no wisdom, confidence,
and mild intelligence,
I have faith and try
to tell the truth,
I've always loved peace
and I have tried to get order.
Strength?
Of what kind?
Either my body or
of my mind,
there is no strength.
My body is simply a host
of my tainted soul
waiting to be
buried in the ground
so my soul can escape,
whisked away by whoever
wants it,
hopefully to a good place.
Depressed thoughts
make their way into my head,
my lips turned down,
my eyes downcast,
my legs moving mechanically,
taking me to my destination.
Many days
I have these thoughts.
Emotions seep in
my body sulks
and my mind stays stuck,
leaving behind a
dejected little girl.
A/N
Links for my definition of blue:
1. http://www.empower-yourself-with-color-psychology.com/color-blue.html
2. http://www.color-meanings.com/blue-color-meaning-the-color-blue/
3. http://www.color-wheel-pro.com/color-meaning.html
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