PostPoems Be Artistic. Be Creative. Be Inspired!

My cold train of thought
Stems from innocence lost too early
No one's fault really
Strange daltonian
The condition
Manifested itself at the dawn of adulthood
Unknown tragedy
Unbearable heartbreak
Adamant laced melancholy
Deleted my colors
Doused my essence in grey
I am tired
Warmth eludes me and
My heart misses laughter and
My bones scream for change
Part one: acknowledgment.