I could paint this picture
it is my life
that dark purple in between the trees
that colour didn’t exist
until I saw me
in a rage so heavy I couldn’t lift
the light in front of my eyes
it is my life
that dark purple bleeds
between my knees, it claims all space
and light
there is no light
I rest here in what has become
my dark and shitty compost
my new life
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Tags: 2011, Billy, breaking up, light, pain
