Painting a hue
in my state of you,
with all the mimicks of
my tender youth.

The night sky displays
a different shade,
reminding me of all
that I am made of,
as my mind takes a
ride through
the stars.

So I will not remain dormant
in my state of you,
like the colors on my canvass
that I paint so tenderly,
I will let the colors of your pain
wash over my soul
and release myself
upward,
into the night sky.

Cause there,
In its starry sea of dreams,
I’ve learnt to be free
and to be me.

For there,
The Mighty Spirit of the night
holds my hand
as we glide through the stars,
reminding me of nothing more
but of the bright shine hidden within me,
not the dull hue I once knew
in my state of you.

© Erinma

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