i rise

Sat, 04/23/2016 - 17:28 -- Ten

When i rise from my slumber,

I see the world

Full of yellow and blues.

My world is a carousel and the carousel 

                    never 

                              stops

                                         turning.

It spins

and spins 

and spins.

I cant seem to get off.

I see my world as yellow and blue.

But I feel nothing but dark and grey.

I am a black hole. 

I am capable of sucking, stripping, stagnating Jupiter's energy.

I            am            powerful.

I am a colossal force of dark matter.

I want to see different colors.

I will see green and lilac, maybe tomorrow 

or the next day

or the next.

And maybe the clouds will finally stray away.

The sun is my longtime friend and I will see him again.

Tomorrow when i rise from my slumber, I will make it a great day.

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