My life.

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