Monochrome

Standard

Sheets, the empty sheets
Like messages in a bottle sinking in a sea,
Of being lost
The painting of the Dame and the color red
Red like her blood…when they found her dead,
Lost in the sea
Like the whirling trees and their rustling leaves
Green like the hope of finding the seeds,
Of a Future which was bleak
Just like today, when I stood on the hilltop,
Looking at the sea