Lights Out

Blind and deaf, how does she know if she exists?

She fails to see her place,

She struggles without the beautiful sounds flowing

Throughout her aura.

Touch is her only sense of existence,

Something to truly remind her that she’s alive

In a world of darkness.

It’s dark deep inside the chambers of her mind,

Yet she cannot hear her own thoughts.

Her mind is as dark as the world she cannot see,

And as silent as the world she cannot hear.

He approaches her with a light touch of his hand

To let her know that she is not alone in the darkness.

He prays she could hear the words he has spoken.

He wants to say he loves her, yet she cannot

Hear or see his displayed affection.

Don’t turn away.

Her eyes remain open, yet they yield nothing.

He guides her into the welcoming safety of his arms

To bring her peace from the darkened abyss

That is her mind and her world.

The heat of feelings are exchanged between the two.

He looks into her ghostly eyes,

She doesn’t know what she’s looking at.

She can only feel the love that he has for her

And the love that she has for him.

Their love doesn’t need to be seen or heard

In the forms of physical affection or words,

It can’t be seen nor can it be heard.

Their love is an intense feeling residing deep within their beings,

Even when the lights are out.

Lights Out

Crayons of Chaos

I have drawn you into my existence with the fine point of my pencil. You’re here because I invited you into my life on the assumption that I’ve met somebody special. At the time of our acquaintance you were simply grey and white; there was no color to define who you really were and how you fit into my existence. As time went on, I colored you in by the day to represent how close we’ve gotten. My intentions were to create a beautiful masterpiece of artwork.

Orange: I colored in a shade of orange because you seemed so happy to be with me. Your enthusiasm was truly adored and orange is a vibrant color. It can’t be missed and orange has that appeal to really pull me in without missing you. Something seems so right about you. You have that potential to turn into a thing of beauty.

Yellow: I colored in the sun with an energetic yellow to shine right above you to compliment the true joy you bring into my life. The warmness of the color shining onto you really enhances the beauty of your smile.

Green: I colored you in with a green to symbolize our growth together. Green is soothing to the eyes, it doesn’t disturb. You have awaken me from my slumber as I was once descending into true darkness. I feel that you have magically healed me.

Blue: Blue was added to celebrate the trust we have achieved in each other. I have scavenged beyond your physical beauty and have discovered a true depth in you I was afraid didn’t exist. The others have been two-dimensional. The shining of the sun has a produced a silhouette, ripping out any darkness that you had inside yourself. There is no more darkness in you, only an ocean blue.

Red: Red was darkly colored into you as the crayon disintegrated into my hand rather fast to represent the love we share for each other. Blood circulates through your system to truly you bring you alive. I have seen a power in you, working with the shade of blue to pull me in. The powers of love and trust have radiated into my body, establishing a connection between us that we can share for eternity.

Purple: A royal purple was was surely imminent. I had no idea that we would fall in love like this. This is my declaration to you that I will always worship you as a Goddess until our dying day.

Black: I have seen you for what you really are. You are a cold monster whose heart only warrants a deep coloring of black until the crayon gets dull in my hand. I was so drawn to your beauty but your black heart is a true depiction of who you really are. How ignorant I was to interpret you as a beautiful masterpiece rich in color.

I’m struggling to erase you out of my existence.  I can only smear the colors, but your heart is still black and it will never change.

Crayons of Chaos