Grief Comes in Colors
I dress in red and drink tequila.
I dance, I float, I linger, I shine.
I don't last long, I fall apart.
Grief comes in bursts and peaks and highs and lows,
and tiny colorful glimpses of an
eternity broken.
I dress in red and drink tequila.
I dance, I float, I linger, I shine.
I don't last long, I fall apart.
Grief comes in bursts and peaks and highs and lows,
and tiny colorful glimpses of an
eternity broken.