Aspect of color
refracting the inner soul
taking time to see
Art
Tag: art
Paper mache heart
An empty heart can still be seen,
making the perfect mold to cast over.
Strips, unevenly torn, of red and pink—
the bits I kept that meant the most—
are lightly brushed over
with a blended mixture of
wishful thinking and tears of “I Love You.”
Decorated with ribbons, bows, and lace,
helps keep everything in place.
They overlap,
trying to cover the pain
from “We’re Over.”
It’s how I see my heart—
the perfect gift
for myself.
On Display
Armed with a grey scale of thought,
my eyes bleed magenta.
I’ve felt the warmth in blue,
burned by the intensity of white,
misled by red,
questioned yellow—
yet I remain
translucent to anticipation
in display for the eyes of the world
Tattoo
Inscribed are what I have bled for—
for all to see.
Criticize or ridicule,
it doesn’t make a difference.
My canvas. My story.
Love it or hate it
