02-05 (My Favourite Shade of Yellow)


My favourite shade of yellow
The Percodan I swiped from father
I don’t regret stealing that glow
My thoughts written in pale lemon chalk
I was taking mine back

Compassion makes a compass of you
Held in the grip of another’s direction
I tell them where we are going
They tell me where that is
And it all ends in their dreams

My dreams always ending in awake
A life born into suffering fools
Of pain and slavery and longing
Silver linings set to the gold standard
I did nothing to deserve this

I struggle against my sake
Being nothing more than measure
Bursting forth from atoms forming
A will that is beyond me
The games we lose by playing

But then

My fear camouflaged against the normal
I feel the warmth of a new sun exposing me
A bright yellow fills my starburst eyes
I have borrowed from a greater Father
I am making my own