Colorful World

Dear reader,

     Darkness, Darkness is all I see. There is no light. I have no true identity to the world that I onced lived in. The beautiful vibrant colors I used to see have turned ash gray. Darkness is all I see. The life I was given was stripped away from me the day I was born. My name and my parents. I wish I could see the world in color again. I have no heart anymore. All the pieces of my heart was shredded and was given to the ones who I loved most. The love and compassion that I use to hold, is now in your possesion. So what do I have left? Only the thoughts and memories of you linger in my head. The world doesn’t stop if I die. Funerals are for the living, and not for the dead. Pictures of loved ones will be soon forgotten memories. The world we live in are filled with people who are cowards. They live behind screens and spread rumors that conceive the minds of the youth. Why is it then that we are still effected? I am a coward myself. I let who I thought were my loved ones fill my mind on conspiracy of who I truly was as a person, to the point that I believed them. The only way to make the darkness vanish, is if I stop being a coward and do something. The first time I woke up to the colorful world, I laid in bed with an Iv in my arm. I thought by leaving a world of darkness would lift a weight off, not only mine but other people shoulders. I’m writing to you, to stop hiding from your screen, and to bring color to the world.