Moon Tears

Blue. Blue is all I see. Palettes of dark blue, light blue, indigo - all finely spattered on the ground. All blue towards the horizon. Thank god it's not red. If it was, I would be thirsty by now. Yellow is bad too. Every time the world is yellow I feel sick and nostalgic. In my opinion green and blue are the best. Green brings me food to eat. Blue gives me water and the wind. The cool breeze is so nice. It gently caressed my face, played with my hair, and dried my tears.
<Tab/>I have been crying; crying as I walked aimlessly around this world. Again and again I have fallen…