The Color of My Feelings

I spill all of my emotions out
onto this blank piece of paper
one on top of another
they make quite a hefty pile

the hot pink ones, for my temper and my passion
the cool, restful, self possessed blues
the valentine reds of sweet misty-eyed love
those bright green ones...monsters of jealousy, breathing fire
seething with envy and paranoia
I add some crisp, cheery yellow and turn it inside out for fright
warnings of terror
and finally...the dreaded black of grief and mourning
striping itself into the yellow, it becomes a ribbon of disaster
cordoning off the scene of the crime

All of these emotions, I pour out
onto that paper of innocent white
burdening it's pure newborn virtue

I try to sort through this heterogeneous heap of perceptions
and find that
I cannot separate one from the other

wherever passion leads, jealousy seems to follow
the cool blues run into the cheery, frightening yellows
turning green and creating even more envy

soon the pure white paper is no longer visible
colored with all of these emotions running together...
it becomes it's own color...

It becomes the color of my feelings