Blue And Green Lines Poem by Natasha Ashwe

Where are my footsteps
leading me?
I watch them from a
world above me
It's a beautiful illusion
I wish would linger
I set out
the blue and green lines
Leave behind
the turmoil in my mind
Faces blend and blur
like coffee
And if I upset the memory of any
I'm sorry
I just do not know
what I want anymore
I am trapped in a spinning twirling
prism of color
Within this precious pill
my heart hibernates
All love becomes foolish and
I cannot comprehend hate

There is a metallic pain for a while,
like a column
That I can rest the thoughts
in my throbbing brain upon
Touch me
and you will also fly away
Look at me
that I might clip off my wings and stay
Your words crawl like ants inside me
and under my skin
But the effort to make sense of them
is toil I will not begin
The sky is blue and I
will not try to compete
Instead I will focus on the music in my head
and repeat
It is a quilt I turn over myself
till I'm cocooned
From every taunting
penetration of gloom
And deep inside the knot of darkness
forming in me I repel
The coloring of my soul
I know so well.