Green asphalt, Black grass
Plumes of Fiery Red smoke
Heat radiating from dark, unseen fire.
Gold is Blue is Green is Black is Red is
Transparent.
Invisible, unseen danger.
Blind to threats, all surrounded.
Hit with Red rocks of life,
Drawing Gray emotional blood.
Stumbling.
Trying to break free,
Running into barbed fences,
Fences made of nothing.
Fighting torturous demons,
Demons only in the mind.
Stumbling.
Falling.
A hand reaching out,
Cold, harsh hand,
Pulling out of the darkness
Into the light.
Standing.
Opening of eyes,
Viewing the world,
Too large, too scary.
Can’t walk alone.
Stumbling.
Falling.
Crashing.
Life.
Living.
Alive.
4/18/2011
© 2007-2011 Jacob Tauer
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