colorful chaos.

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
the worn handle of my trusty brush 
smudged with the vibrant blues and greens i favor 
the more color 
and light i add
the better i feel
so i cover the walls in every color i can mix on my small plate of plastic
and let my words spill across every surface
so that i may feel joy in this space i am confined to
so that i can find peace in my distanced position 
so i may experience happiness in my isolation 
and so that who i am 
is also where i am
so that when the sun peaks through my window to greet my groggy face
it sees the full
bountiful life i live
and smiles to itself 
for i am happy in my colorful chaos 
and that's what matters right now. 
 

Inkpaw

VT

18 years old

More by Inkpaw

  • The Boxes In The Corner

    Looming over your shoulders

    Each stack higher than its former

    Every thought and every scrap

    Of an idea too scared to ponder

     

    Every moment that hurt

    Each minute that lingered longer

  • Inadequacy


    How do I push the words out
    From behind my taffy tongue 
    Thick with salty tears 
    And full of grubby thumb 


    I’m a child 
    Pretending that I’m numb 
    To escape the overwhelming feelings 

  • Paper Frogs

    Why

    When feet fall soft but quick 

    Does the hallway extend

    And the hot breath of whoever’s behind me feel hotter 

    Why do I stay pressed to the wall 

    Like a stubborn gruby sticker