One Of Those Days (Poem)

It's one of those days when nothing seems to be going smoothly.
When everything looks washed out and gray.
And you wish you could add a little colour
Back into the world you live in.

As a baby, you were fascinated by the world,
A world you'd never seen before.
New colours, new words, new things,
You learned everything and still wanted more.

Yet, as you grew and your curiosity waned,
The world now seemed like a prison,
Built to hold you in and chain you down.
New turned to old, tried and tested,
Interesting turned to boring, been there and done that.

It's one of those days when nothing seems to be going smoothly.
When everything looks washed out and gray.
And you wish you could add a little colour
Back into the world you live in.

And so you began experimenting its darker side.
Taking drugs, smoking cigarettes, downing alcohol,
Slowly emptying your state of mind,
Yet never filling the emptiness in your heart.

Once, you had asked so many innocent questions.

Why a flower lost its petals, fragile beauty withering on the ground.
Why the sky was blue, turning gold and crimson at sunrise, violet and vermilion at sunset.
Why the ocean seemed boundless, its foaming waves surging against the shore.
Why the sun vanished at night only to reappear in the day.

It's one of those days when nothing seems to be going smoothly.
When everything looks washed out and gray.
And you wish you could add a little colour
Back into the world you live in.

Yet that colour is all around you,
In the dew kissed, blood red petals of a blossoming rose,
In the sunrises and sunsets that paint the sky with glorious hues,
In the deep blue waters of the boundless ocean,
In the golden orb of a sun that rises in the west and sets in the east.

You only have to open your eyes and see ...