Shades of Blue, by Jenny Olmos Subscribe to rss feed for Jenny Olmos

Light Blue 

Well, well, carry on and on.
The machinery works, 
the robot is on.
No time to think, 
no time to feel
But this is not my life,
nothing is real. 

There is something missing,
it hurts in the night,
but it's not in my dreams.
It's deeper inside.
It's covered by something
like thickening grease
of slackening carelessness,
a deathly disease.



Dark Blue

Finding myself down again
stopped pretending not to see the rain
the tears that fillep up in my core
have found their way out there once more.

The smiling face has lost the game
there's nothing left insde but shame
for what I am, for what I'm not
(and what I'm not, that is a lot).

The tears I don't cry are blurring my brain,
so thoughts cannot help me to fool all the pain
Powerless, speechless, convincingly small,
there's nothing to stop my pride from its fall.


Black Blue

Night.
Nothing - sleep, sleep
Don't feel - sleep, sleep
Don't think - sleep
Dont't cry
Don't die.
Nightmares, more cries, no lullabies
Sleep, sleep.
Wake up, get up, get up!
Do it all. Smile. Swallow it all. Smile!
Night.
Nothing. Sleep.
Don't die.
Posted: 2014-10-04 11:14:36 UTC

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