
i wish i could say i was always proud of all this color,
that i didn’t make myself monochrome
to fit in,
that i didn’t live in gray areas with boundaries that blurred like
the view when taking off your glasses
or
streetlights when you’re driving too fast
i wish i could say that it didn’t feel like lying,
just hiding
just surviving
i wish i could say the pink didn’t scare me
the blush that crept onto my cheeks
like a streak of fuchsia across the sky
i turned into sunsets
whenever she’d pass by
she was the night sky when she’d speak
with a voice so deep
i became the color blue
she made me an ocean i couldn’t swim in
i kept sinking
kept thinking that they’d see me drowning
and only pull up in their lifeboats to scorn me
that they’d only want to see red in the water
so i became the perfect daughter
the spilled paint inside my heart became a purple bruise
so tender i was afraid if she touched me
i would fall apart in her arms and lose
what little i had left of my monochrome mask
i was afraid of the yellow
the sunshine that would reveal the colors inside me
if it shone too bright through the prism of my chest
i was afraid of the fields of green on the other side of my closet door
rolling fields of endless truth
and clear horizons
i became a thundering storm cloud
pouring open on a page
in a language i thought no one could read
so when she finally deciphered my tongue
my ink stopped being black
and became a fountain of color
i could wash the world away with
and paint the city in the beauty of her eyes
i wish i could say i was always proud of all this color
of all this love inside me
i wish i could say i wasnt afraid of the rainbow that came after this hidden storm of mine had passed
but my sky is more beautiful for it
and my colors will last
and last
and last


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