Blues and pinks

A handful of help is all he's looking for
Its easier to have some pill in that hand than an ear to listen or understand
Who can?

Swinging high, above it all, veracious breezes raise pink and purple memories.
A tight embrace till the cold consumes
Still, in the breeze and swaying.

A quiet life, under the radar, but all by the book.
Every avenue explored, all options exhausted
What else?