In Which I Have Done Nothing But Color
I've been feeling a lot of ways lately.
I've been trying to keep my feelings quiet.
I've been trying to stay quiet about my feelings.
(Anyone reading this who knows me -a grand total of 0 people- would find this hysterically laughable.)
I've been feeling quiet.
Tired.
With a storm inside.
Torrents rushing through every open space.
Flooding and detroying anything in the way.
Crashing and swirling with nowhere to go.
A storm inside.
Wind gusting and screaming.
Tearing at the weakest walls.
There's storm inside.
But I'm trying to feel quiet about it.
...so I color.
Beautiful! I hope the storm will blow over and is replaced with an even greater peace than before the storm!
Thank you so much. That's a very beautiful thing to wish for. <3