Sunday, February 28, 2016

Crayooooola

I came from
intensity,
and loud words spoken behind closed doors,
I'm sure of it.

No, life wasn't "mac and cheese" or "dandelion" or "sunset orange."
Stress consumed my small frame,
from personality
and circumstance.

No, life was more "outer space" or "midnight blue"
and lots of learning.
Lots of experience.

Lots of love.

Some of which tore me apart,
but mostly healed my soul.
Wove those frayed edges back together.

Overtime,
the sky turned to "aquamarine"
and the clouds were no longer "manatee"
and I taught myself to keep trying,
despite heartache.

Now I see through "fern" and "canary" and "mango tango"
and a smile
and hope.

I don't want my old crayons back.

6 comments:

  1. I love the colors and the originality of this post

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  2. "I don't want my old crayons back." #stolen

    I loved this so so much. hands down the most incredible/empowering/beautiful crayon post. This was so personal and so open and I'm left in awe. You are so so amazing.

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  3. One of my favorite directions I've seen the prompt taken to actually

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    1. if i agreed any harder i'd be frozen.

      this is incredible. the colors, the honesty

      I came from
      intensity,
      and loud words spoken behind closed doors,
      I'm sure of it.

      i love you

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  4. This honestly makes me never want to write again because I will never match up to this post. I love this so much. Read it 3 times

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