Author: little girl-GROWN UP PM
Some nights ago I thought about all the different colours in IZ. Implied character death.Rated: Fiction T - English - Poetry/Tragedy - Dib - Words: 252 - Reviews: 2 - Favs: 1 - Published: 09-09-08 - Status: Complete - id: 4528352
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Black, pitch-black, blacker than the deepest dephts of space,
like my hair, my life.
Grey, dark grey, greyer than the stubbornst mule called mankind´, they ignored me my whole life.
Violet, lilac, mauve as my sister´s hair,
she and dad did not want me to exist, to bother´ their lives.
Blue, dark blue, icy as the polar sea,
I want to drown, not to see anyone of them again.
Yellow, bright yellow, shining bright like the sun,
why were they able to be happy? Yes, I am envying them, I want to be happy like them, too.
Green, dark green, green as all those untouched woods full of life, of hope, you are my only hope, the only thing that keeps me alive.
Red, dark red, red as my blood, your eyes,
my love for your is everywhere deep inside of me.
White, white as the innocent snow, white as the artificial light that shines into my eyes,
I gave you everything of me, why do you still have to kill me?
This thingie is pretty amazing because... I never thought of (ever) writing a poem again after all my previous attempts failed.
I imagined this to be... Dib´s words to Zim, I tried to show all his affection for Zim, maybe they would live happy together - and then I had another idea and Dib died (Bah, I had not planned this before and actually I did not want Dib to die.).
End of the story.