White Wash

Today I feel like my whole world is white wash.

The clouds are like misty, wet winds.

The sun shines and my eyes slighty close.

Due to the crystal white rays that beat on them.

My mind brings out a cloud of a thought.

Which goes away into the blinding sky.

Overcome by blindness my mind can’t catch a idea.

Extreme light has brought it’s painful gleam.

I feel stuck in a physical white box.

Torturing me till i give up because of it’s power.

The light in it penetrates my skin.

Till my life reaches it’s final stage in the deadly light.

#Poetry