My life is like a painting full of colour or at least it used to be. Now all I can see is black and white. It's like everything is faded all the meaning and hope I had is gone. The painting is fading. The colours are within the painting trying to fight the pain.
Red is my Anger and passion
Blue is my Creativity
Yellow is my Inspiration
Purple is my Trauma
Pink is my Love for things and people
All these colours are still there. But all the pain and depression is overbearing. How do I have black and white and colours ? How do I deal with them both? Well I combine them all these pains will turn into my creativity. I will create more colours and let my pain go into the poems I've wrote.