Today, I set out to catch poetry
Instead came along a story
About how a brother fell into crimson red
A drop from 15 stories
About how some friends can easily forget your mourning
Then ask you to host brunch the next morning
I hear the waves crash within my most darkest blue…
The sun, a constant reminder caught on fire
Of how we are still surviving every day
Following many yellow paved roads only to uncover no answers
The greenest of money can turn kin to strangers
Trust yourself first before you give into a violet kiss
I dream in rainbow and I love in white and black
Today is a bitch orange kinda day…