and so suddenly the world is one
solid
angry
hurtful
alert
colour.
with all its might and glory, the world has suddenly fallen victim to a colour so potent– so utterly furious everyone seemed to have gotten lost in it.
that includes me and you.
the colour is the whisper of action in your head, the force in your punch, the blood down your chin, the hurt in your eyes,
the violence in serenity.
in a hush tone of agreement unlike any other, the world has fallen to its knees. to beg– to cry– to plead– for the return of blue.
but we all know blue is for fantasies and this world is far from a fantasy.
