docile tones and calm streaks,
fair blues and greyest greys.

she sits in line patiently
waiting for her time to shine.
she thinks of love and passion
a moment where someone says
“mine”

she floats endlessly
through infinite time while
millions of miles away

she burns so bright and
surrounded by billions of stars
and survives on heat and intensity.

a bird stretches its wings
stretched so far, blue becomes
black and white becomes grey.

jagged feathers and
sharp talons cut into the earth
scarring what would have been.

the beat of its wings so
booming, even thunder
won’t come out and play.

it breathes ice
freezing the ground it feeds upon
and it’s captors.

death was never welcomed until now.

fingers graze the violet whisps as
the fire slowly burns out from above.
brilliance was thought to never be.
dreams could never be so perfect.

unlock the feeling of youth,
of the potential of the future.
calling out to the most inner self,
find it.

rays of gold unveil the truth
light becomes dark and yet

somehow,

hope prevails.
dark becomes light once more.

I find myself in this bright, dangerous light. It engulfs me and tears me apart.

It is not all black and white,
it’s more like a color chart.

Blues, reds, yellows, and greens
What have I ever done?
You say you’re sorry by all means
For each and every one.

It is time that I left
It is time that I go.
Now go rest-
No... no... NO.

Nevermind,
you’re always right.
How can I be so blind?
Let us

reunite.

Now a week later,
and the lights are back.
You’re a liar, a traitor.
Slap, hit, whack!

I hide myself away
I know what’s going on
You say that “I’ll pay”,
all you are is brawn.

10 years down the line,
I hope to be happy and calm.
I hope to be drinking a nice glass of wine,
and no longer seeing your palm.

my ankle was dried out from
the blazing summer sun
from the time at the beach with you.

it was the best day
but it turned so dark
so ******* quick

we were sat in my car
the windows down, breeze
flowing through the air

and i handed you a dollar
to pay for my coffee
but you declined my offer.

so i put it in your shirt pocket
and you made a joke about strippers
and i made a joke about strippers

except
you didn’t find my joke funny
you never did

your face turned as hot and red
as the sunburn on my ankle
that now felt itchy

you questioned me
interrogated me
for something i did before i knew you

and you left me by myself
threw the dollar at me
and walked away as my tears start to fall

they don’t affect you though
they never really did
so i run out of the car

but you’re already buckled into yours
and slowly pulling away
telling me out the window

“don’t talk to me right now. you disgust me”

i have never felt so hollow in my life
like i could fall over and
shatter into a million pieces

i walk inside my house.
“how was your day sweetie?”
i respond how i always do
“it was amazing. i’ll tell you later.”

my ankle is itchy
i sit on my bed
and i scratch

and scratch

and scratch.

it hurts more than it itches now
but i continue to scratch.

my nail finds a permanent groove

it continues to scratch.

it hurts now. it’s bleeding.

but i am telling myself

that i deserve this for what i’ve done.
i am disgusting. how could i have done that. i’m a horrible girlfriend.

i look down and see red
it’s all over my fingers
underneath my nails.

i feel

accomplished.