Tuesday, May 20, 2014

I Paint My Toenails Red


I paint my toenails red
On days when my life falls apart
Carefully and neatly
At least, this is in order
Outwardly, an expression
I have it together
Inwardly, an explosion
I know nothing at all
My red toenails line up in a row
Ten little soldiers marching off to war
The war is really in my mind
The heart and the mind meeting on the field of battle
But my toenails are red
I struggle with chaos and pressure
The world beating me into a pulp
I try to find a way, the way
I know most of it but the details are lost to darkness
It's the details I struggle with
It's my heart that is hurting
It's blood colors my emotions
At least my toenails are red
Today, it's changing
I'm locking my door to pressure
I'll decide when I'm ready
Today I'm growing up and pushing back 
I will decide for me
And not because it's what I'm told
This will lead me on my own path
And someday, when I can see the details
Someday I'll stop painting my toenails red

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