You always painted out the people in your past
in a murky green light,
making quite sure that the bold, brilliant, golden sun
shined directly on you.
I can only imagine that if you choose
to shine a light on me at all
in the narrative that is your life,
it will be one so dark and chaotic
you won't be able to see anything
through its suffocating blackness.
Sometimes, ya just gotta let the emotions out.