all of the colors inside of me
are screaming, pulsing, bursting at the seams
the pieces of my heart,
treasured and cherished beyond all else
these pieces, minuscule in size but mountainous to me,
popping out in blinding yellows and soothing greens
the bits of my soul the most prominent,
and yet the most private
are dying to escape,
to live in a world less sheltered and harsh
are dying to be free,
to live in a world that will accept their varying shades and hues
and i am afraid that i cannot give them that,
but i must try.
– Lexie Brooke 🙂
