The Prism Prison

I am yellow as the sun, brightening the lives of those around me and showering them in warmth and love.

I am red with anger that I do not understand for I never let myself feel anger out of fear.

I am blue as the the ocean as tears stream down my face for little to no reason.

I am orange with a burning passion to do what I can for my friends and family, often burning myself in the process.

I am pink with unadulterated, pure love that sometimes darkens as it borders on obsession.

I can not describe myself by one singular color as I am far more than that. I am too much more. I am in the extremes of every color, for I don't know how not to be. I take pride in all my colors but I feel shame at my inability to control them. I swap colors at blinding speeds at a simple tone shift in someone's voice. When I start seeing red I feel my shade begin to darken with fear because red scares me. Of all the colors that I swing rapidly through so fast I risk getting whiplash. I will always be green. Green with envy for all the people who can sleep at night without their brain constantly yelling at them. Sickly Green when I think about the problems I cause when I cant control my colors and their intensity. Green as the money I don't have to go visit my better half from a different country.

I am every color, I am every shade, I am everything. I am overloaded and wish I could turn down my contrast because my colors are so bright they hurt me but I can't escape them.