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MY ENERGY PALLET

A journey within

By Eliza RaskovskaPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

There’s violet, it is right

I love and I don’t want to fight

It lets me know it’s alright

I give up all my walking for flight

The indigo, it runs deep

Forming empires in my sleep

See what is hiding inside

You never know what you’ll find

I wished that the colour of blue

Had never been given it’s name

Maybe then I could try to ignore

The expression of truth and the pain

I am in the colour of green

So it paints all those flowers and trees

In my heart, I’ll let in it’s light

It is loving and makes me feel bright

I grasp of the yellow sometimes

But it looses its colour at night

The sun wants to guide

But it’s clouded by fright

The orange is drowning sometimes

In its own emotional fight

I calm it by rooting my tree

Through the green, into red, now I’m free

But I mainly avoid all the red

That’s because,I don’t know where to head

All I know is if I tend to be scared

It’s because I’ve avoided the red

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