Stains of Blue

Blue drips through the darkness of my dreams,
And trails through every word that spills onto my paper.
It dances through me and escapes into my vision.
The world turns as blue as my mind.
Green grassy meadows fade into oceans of endlessness,
And every face blurs as it dims into vague shades of nothing.
Yellow feelings are quickly erased as blue bleeds from my soul,
Destroying everything it dyes.
All signs of clarity are lost in this deep pool of reality,
And everyone is left swimming and gasping for what is left of the crisp

purple air.
Bright rosy shades of red and magnificent rainbows return only in

dreams now,
Which rarely visit.
But in time, such vivid colors are erased from even our dreams,
And the blueness fills every crack in the wall,
and every deserted room,
and every wondering mind.