poems etc.

Colours~Mental Health

In the ward were different colours

Some dull and some bright

Each shade luminous under the sun

Each with a different emotion

Some open and some closed

And still others oscillating

Like a pendulum of sensations

Their extremities adding beauty

Making them as radiant as a meteor

Burning through the Galaxy

With a flame sharp

Lighting its path

And in this atmosphere

Of different paints and hues

None were less and none more

Each equal in its own occupance

Each true in its own existence

Nothing about them a disorder 

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