His Eyes Are Watching Blue

His days are nights and his nights are void
Melancholy don't play fair
But it is his greatest ally

He sees the world as a sinister place
Preparing for everything to fall apart

.........Slowly......but................... surely

As the skies close in on him, he becomes claustrophobic
Breathing heavily when anxiety kicks in

Like this:

His soul singing the blues
While his feet are struggling to find the right note
His heart beating drums
While his mind is dancing to the beat

Feeling nothing on a deep level
And having the power to bring darkness to light situations
He walks with a dark cloud hovering over his head
Running into walls willingly blindfolded with the lights on

He is the one who seeks the darkest wisdom
Gloomy eyes and hopelessness
Some shades of blue are darker than others
Rushing against the waves and against the rhythm of his own beating heart

He watches from the beautiful ocean shore
Just before he dives in......with no intention of coming back to the surface
His eyes are watching blue