When the colours die…

The worldly colours burn in my eyes

A nagging burden seem all ties

With every tick the breath grows shallow

And at a gradual pace, my body goes hollow

My once healthy flesh and sturdy bones

Start feeling like cold smoke and stones

And friends and family seem eons behind

As my soul takes flight, and I go blind

Wrote it last semester when my brother was in the ICU, almost fighting for his life.