I am seeing life through a prism showing me the colours of life or the rainbow.
The rainbow is possessed to be happy ????
My happiness is a what I question myself all the time.
My life is filled with the dark colours of truth of life which I often ignore to see.
I always lay still in the storm and the storm one after the other.
Is this storm my life I ask myself.
And wait for another storm to come ……..
My life is storm