She paints her sorrows
with metaphors and word collages-
Each stroke spells her heartbreaks well.
And her eyes are floodgates
with tears free-falling...
Drenching her soul's weak outer shell.

Shards of broken clouds split the skies;
Cloudburst is dressed in crimson hue,
Gray hearts are cold, silent and smug,
All rainbows fade to shades of blue.

Purple art sprawl on her skin;
This paper...