I’ve been quietly living in a deep tunnel that swallowed up the light. On the dark road ahead, I can’t see a single step ahead. I can’t see anything, I can’t feel anything.

Me, in the black and white photo. My world that has spread black. I’m so tired, I’m so tired. Now I’m so sick of it. The colors of you that I see from time to time, it raises me up because you’re the only one with your own color. I try holding out my hand to catch you but you get farther away. Hold out your hand, color me like that red sunset so I won’t lose myself.

I’m running out of breath as I run to the deep ocean that swallowed up the stars. I see the dry land from far away, but your touch is like the sweet rain: it colors my heart.

If you could save me.

On top of my world that’s filled with scribbles, with your white hand, cover me with your color. Hold out your hand.