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i see only blue in a room that is made of the good intentions that became bad dreams in the eyes of a child. the emotions are overwhelming and i become intoxicated in the negativity. motivation leaves my feet and my eyes can no longer so the light that filled my life with emotions that i have long forgotten. laying there in the blue room i feel myself become smaller and smaller and worthless. not wanting to sleep or stay awake i find that every word ever uttered from one single person has made the moments in the blue room even darker than before. the wind no longer caresses me and my soul no longer stirs. i hear a banging on the walls. looking over i see a white door in the blue room. it is locked. the banging continues. louder and louder with every passing moment and i hear my name being said over and over again. getting louder and louder with the banging, as if they were frantic to see me. hear my voice and long to hold my presence in their soul. i start to bang. louder and louder. yelling for help. i no longer wanted to stay in the blue room that was made of good intentions. no longer did i want to be apart of a bad dream that constantly surrounded my every move. the walls disappear and the door opens. i fall into your arms and i start to cry. for the first time i have known a true love that risks life itself and i am no longer in the darkness of my own loneliness.