If pain had a color
what color would it be.
She told me pain is blue.
Yet…
Everything I’ve ever
loved is blue.
The sky.
The sea.
The quiet moods in me.
All thought in shades
and tranquil hues
of blue.
But insistant
she cried out loud.
As high
as the storm and gathering
clouds.
“Bren, I know what colour
pain is, and it’s
Blue.”
~*~
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