Beautiful Heartbreak
My skin is iron grates on prison windows
miles and miles of metal trapping spirit in little rusted cracks
when rainbows spill from forbidden crevices into runoff on dirty city streets
they paint murals on abandoned buildings
blood streaked across a darkening sky
this is real art from shattered hopes and heartbreak
My mind is strawberry jelly that won’t freeze in the North Pole
and when I roll into a Construction Zone
It doesn’t turn into debris but it slowly limps down a set of stairs
eyes on the shadow behind, because surprises have a way
of turning into blazing wildfires and caution is the only thing
that my slippery fingers can hold
But crumbling jelly can’t be trusted and a heart that’s been bruised so many times
beats in sync with a different world, not one of truth but one of perceived threat
In every corner lies an ambush waiting
and every lightbulb is at the verge of exploding
into a thousand little nightmares
Fear is my right arm, I lean on danger signals flashing
from pastel colored ice cream trucks
and sunsets taste like burning dish soap in a baby’s throat
But at least bleeding rainbows and razors
are the paint and paintbrushes I use
to turn abandoned buildings into striking art.
My book is now available in Paperback version as well as e-book on Amazon! I would love to get feedback as this is my first book 💕