ColoursA Story by I am a young writer don't judge meThere's nothing anymoreIt's been a long time now hasn't it I don't know how much time has passed There are no clocks here There is no time here I can look around all I want But i'll never actually see anything I've been laying here for awhile now My body hasn't moved in a while I wonder if I even have a body now I can't feel anything Not even numbness I can touch the white walls all I want ButI never actually feel anything I haven't eaten in a long time now But i'm not hungry I'm not full either But I can't eat Even if I wanted to Witch I don't Food has lost its appeal I can't even remember how it tastes Or even if it had a "taste" It's been silent for awhile now I don't hear anything Not a creak Not a rustle Not even a breath I can listen as hard as I want But i'll never actually hear a sound Why is it all white? Up? White Down? White Left? White Right? White There used to be more Blacks, grey's, and reds I didn't like them They were dark And cold But they were all there was I wanted more I wanted white Funny How I used to want this white I wanted it to replace the blacks and grey's But now that i have it I wish for Grey and black Even for red A long long time ago Before the blacks and grey's Consumed the bright colour's Red was bad It meant pain And anger but then When all was dark Red became joy And peace It replaced the black and grey When it was dark darker than it had ever been There was too much red It washed away all the black And grey And brought the white There was once a time A long long time ago Before the black and grey Before red meant peace There were so many colour's Like blue and green Everything was colorful and light There was laughter And love And best of all Feeling But it couldn't last could it? The colour's eventually began To mute To dull To fade To become Dark Instead of Blue And Green There was Black And Grey I needed more I needed something to replace Colour So i made red But the red That was meant to Fill the void Replace colour Stop the pain Would not work No matter what No matter how much red I made There was never enough So I decided I wanted white I remembered how The blacks and grey's consumed the blues and greens So the red would have to consume the blacks and grey's To be white So I made Everything red And then The white Consumed The red And became This room Of white This is what I wanted What I yearned for What I begged for But i'm not happy I'm not sad though I'm not anything What I really want is the colour back I would even take the black and grey back Anything but this empty nothingness But that won't happen It will all be white For the rest of….. Whatever this is There is no time I'm not sad Or happy Or Am I? I can't tell Maybe i'm wrong Maybe there was never any colour Maybe it was always white Maybe there was never blue Or green Maybe there was never any black Or grey Maybe In this world All there ever was was white © 2017 I am a young writer don't judge me |
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Added on May 13, 2017 Last Updated on May 13, 2017 AuthorI am a young writer don't judge meNon of your buissness, Non of your buissness, CanadaAboutHi! I am a young writer who just wants to get the horrible things I create out there. more..Writing
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