Van Gogh Blue

I was walking in my sleep again 


A witness to images beyond my understanding

I was watching you fly, so far away 
And wishing you a happy landing

Your face is written into my consciousness 
Like the template of a human being I used to be

There was desperation, confusion and happiness 
And what my friend, was it all supposed to mean

All the time 
All the time 
I spent with you 
My perceptions were untrue 
Feeling Van Gogh Blue

Was no crime 
Was no crime 
Believing my feelings for you 
They colored my world 
A blinding yellow and grew 
Never knew, I’d end up feeling Van Gogh Blue


About mw2828

I am a writer currently working out of the New York area. View all posts by mw2828

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