Color Blind

Color surrounds me

Red, yellow, green, blue…

Too loud, too bright…

All speaking, whispering…

Red raging in my ear

Green gnashing at me

Yellow whining and blinding

Blue bearing down on me

How can I bear all this pain?

The pain of colors, all stabbing me

As if they were knives –

They were knives…


Why do I bear all this pain?

I look at the glass shard in my hand

The transparency, the uncolored color

So beautiful

The one thing I desire

My lips spreading into a smile

I plunge the shard into my heart…

At last