Rainbows of Affliction

I created a blueprint

in a ruby red notebook

on an apricot shaded school bus.

Made to believe that the earth is gorgeous green,

When I live in one shade of blue.

My blood is still violet on the inside

But my lipstick’s gram pink

When you scrape your paintbrush across my canvas

They beat me until I was black and blue.

I bled maroon.

The color of egg shell white puss was seeping out of my sores

To deflect so suddenly at the thunder storm

To only become a slave to lightning strikes

I am afraid of sidewalks,

side streets and side glances.

They referred to me as a fly on the wall

but I thought that bitch had wings

and I never once felt like I could fly.

But instead they snipped my wings before they sprouted.

Held down by layers of affliction

I’ll create a thunderstorm

and they’ll bend to my whim.

I’ll walk with a switch and we’ll switch roles.