Yellow Yellow Yellow,

I feel Mellow Mellow Mellow

like someone stripped the paint from my once beautiful walls,

now all thats left is an empty room that reeks of chemicals

& disappointment.

Yellow was the color of the sun,

the flowers,

the honey she liked in her tea,

and now all I know is the emptiness of a forgotten home

left to rot by the very person who built it,

by the very person who built me.