GreyA Poem by Lexi
Dear love,
Once you asked my favorite color,
mocking me for the answer. Never did I explain to you the significance of it. You see depression, and melancholy. Drabness as well as indecisive. Mentioning the lack of emotion and detached nature of it. Haunting me with your words, I never quite moved on. To me, it meant a solitude; control and stability. Calmness, harboring neither extreme. It was my safe place to hide, One I could carry inside. Your cool remarks I carried with me, making me swear to tell no one as long as i lived. So if you are reading this, I'm already gone. © 2014 LexiAuthor's Note
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3 Reviews Added on August 2, 2014 Last Updated on August 3, 2014 Tags: Grey, gray, poem, depression, gone, death, suicide, favorite color, random, free verse, no rhyme scheme, love poem, tragic love, sad poem AuthorLexiAZAbout~Just a teen who's a little broken... then again aren't we all? I'm always open to talk so shoot me a message sometime. ~Words are my escape, they make everything okay again. I really hope someda.. more..Writing
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