blue is for the tears

[americankitten]

I walk down Blue Park Lane,
Alone in a rainstorm.
I dream of memories
Friends that knew me
because I spoke from my heart.

Shouldn't everyone?

There was nothing I hid
From the closest of friends
and her,
Nothing wasn't the color
it was meant to be.

All for her.

But then they pushed me out
Giving in to others' lies
Not believing me
even though I was the color
I was meant to be.

She pushed me out.

It's been so long
the colors have worn
My throat's closed up
And I haven't
found her.

They told me she's dead.

That's why I sit in the rain
to hide my tears.
I believe the stranger
the killer behind the bars
of that dusty room.

Her killer. I am truly alone.