Colors

In the midst of the night, I see different colors. One that can never be seen in daylight… Colors that resembled the meaning of true life, true love and true faith. It makes us realize the real essence of everything. How the simple laughs affect the people around you. How tears gave sad feelings for others and how we grow love for each other. These hidden colors were kept for a long time. Not seen in the naked eye, we never noticed that it was just around us.

The atmosphere of life is everywhere, in every place in every sight that can be seen. As the moon shone above me I realized all the things that I’ve missed. The times that I wasted time and the times that I took others for granted. The times when I didn’t care what other’s feel. My times of in denial and regretting every single time that I lied of how I felt, I feel as if my heart’s sinking when every time I think about those moments. I always regret. I never learn. And now I’m scared to do the same things. I’m afraid that the colors that surround me will slowly fade away. I will never be complete. As I watch it slowly turn to black and white, I cry. I feel the pain of each mistake. It kills me every time I see the consequence that affected the people around me. They are innocent. I’m the one to blame. But still no one blames me. I do things that I cannot pay. But still I do it. How can I be this bad? The color yellow in my eyes gradually turned red. Red of blood, then it turned black. Black of death, I live, I breathe, I am here but I’m dead. I don’t feel anything anymore. I surrender. And to those people who paid for everything. I’m sorry. Now I’m paying. Now I’d rest in my own hands. I’ll live again when the time comes. I’ll be back but it might take a long time to put the simple colors of my life to regain, for everything to be colorful again. I’m tired so are you. I’ll heal myself with the colors left and create new… Wait for my coming back…