Colors
Help me to know
Myself
where I belong
in life
in mind.

I
struggle
to understand
what it's like
what it would be like
to live
to persuade myself
to cherish every breath--
strong emotion.

Sometimes,
I sit,
think, and Realize,
that in this,
lies me,
a thought that explains
my innermost desires.

Desire,
which I escape
ever so delicately from
running, pacing myself,
carefully across the page
Of life, my outrageously tiring journey.
Somewhere,
in between smiling the smile that I'm supposed to,
I find myself staring,
at the sunset,
the colors that I wish to call my own,
that reflect off my skin,
Bruising, embedding themselves into my heart.

Teach me.
Teach me to cry over these,
to get over colors,
and to experience
the laughet behind the facade of smiiles.

In your teaching, I'll learn, experience
indulge,
in nothing
except the sugar-felt chocolate of life
and recognize
myself in you.
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