Razorblade Rainbow (Or Some Better Title)
i feel like i'm dying & never end up dead.
someday, i will write to you in the colors of myself;
the flaking rust of dried blood,
the purple of deep bruises & passion,
one from the other.
& somewhere near the center,
the shocking blue of the brightest flame
& the truest green,
to prove that even pain is a part of growth.
i'll paint you the world through my eyes
& from the tip of my pen.
Copyright © Julie Forbush | Year Posted 2005
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