Chaos

A room full

of memories

sits in despair.

Splayed with the

colors of his past.

Red,

yellow,

turquoise,

emerald.

He waits

for a day where

his cruel 

somethings, will 

mean nothing.

Lingering, he sits.

In hopes that 

one day, the memories

will suffice. 

Reviews

[Jacquelene Vanessa More..]

This is beautiful, the words you use mesmerize my eyes. Your choice of words is perfect and referencing his memories to colors is a wonderful choice.