Inkpaw

the thick 
viscous feel of the paint 
heavy with dreams and color
as i spread it across my life
and my home
the hope it symbolizes for me 
and the love of life it upholds

your effervescence 
and your understanding smile
make me feel okay  

see through and empty
you wait on the windowsill 
to be filled once more
 

twisting stories around our tongues
the occasional improv in place of what we would normally elaborate upon
we have a younger audience then just each other
turning emotions into words

the heavy air
so full
that it breaks
and down
pours the rian 
soaking into my skin 
the wind lashing my body
the sky's great maw opening up with a growl
boom 
my world shudders
zap

so long
did i spend in the darkness
that it seeped into me
spreading through my blood
and saturating my bones
with the pessimistic
brooding
angry feelings
that come from the fear
of who i am 
and how i feel