Rainbow hair

 

She wears her hair

so many colours,

in ribbons,

flowing there.

She fills her head

with thoughts

like rivers pulling

the landscape apart,

I fear

she sometimes shivers,

at the way her mind thinks

in shattered slivers like her heart.

 

She slips into dreams

whilst walking.

She daydreams,

as if it’s all real.

Fantasy and reality blurring.

She feels the wheels

turning.

Her mind,

spinning gears,

spanning years.

 

She floats through

mystical

thoughts.

Staring at the walls

as they bleed

in all colours and shapes.

A million escapes,

doorways

to faraway hideaways.

She smiles

but it is fake.

Sadness leaks

from the creases.

 

She wears her mask

of many colours

to hide behind.

She sits inside

her mind,

to escape

the past,

so deeply engraved,

in every blemish of her skin,

in every thought that cuts

deeper

than any knife ever could.

In every moment

that she feels

not good enough,

not worthy of love,

because somebody

has told her differently,

and her mind has believed

that the words are all true.

 

 

 

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