Blue

The lights in my head have turned blue
And behind the sad I can't see
Heavy eyes not caring for sight 
I sit in the dark with my pale blue light,
Blue has become my favourite colour,
Because I can't change the bulbs and see another,
Waiting and wanting to open the windows 
To let out my flys and see where they go,
I want to feel something, even if it's pain
To warm up my heart 
To touch love again,

Sitting in the blue glow has caused my thoughts to drought, 

I'd rather walk away now,
and turn the light out.