Black like the endless expanse of a starless night sky. Deep like an old hidden well. Scary like the darkness surrounding a haunted house. Blank as the absence of light sitting alone in the dark windowless room.

Red like a ragefilled heart, the blood that is boiling in your vains the hunger for revenge.

Gray with the love that was lost; the unwillingness to live with the death wish just born in ones heart. you see the Gray is now in the place where pink once was the pink that full of love and romance like with all blooming floweres they turn to grey.