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.