Shape Shifting Spectrum

I am a kaleidoscope of colour -

An ever changing

Shape shifting spectrum.

I am the violent violet of my fresh bruises

That loses its vibrancy to the blues.

I am the royal blue of broken veins -

Puddles of pain screaming beneath my skin

That begin to fade

To my shades of green

Then mellow to my mustard yellow

Until only whispered echoes of pain remain.

I am the scarlet of my bleeding wounds -

A liquid starlet singing her refrain

As she seeps from my severed veins and open skin

And begins to play her pain out on the stage

As I use my hues to paint my pain upon the page.

I am the sangria shield

As my wounds are healed -

Protecting my rawness as I am knit back together.

I am the delicate pink of new growth

As my broken barriers crumble apart -

Revealing this new part of me.

I am the shimmering silver of lines left behind -

The haunting ghosts of pain that forever remain.

I am the darkness and the light -

The blackest black and whitest white

And all the shades of grey between

These polar opposite extremes.

I am all the bruises that have been -

All my scars, both hidden and seen.

I am my healing, my source of connection -

An ever changing

Shape shifting spectrum.