I fear my heart has become yellow
and hardened like amber.
Was a time the world was made of gold
and life’s experience precious as saffron.
Not now, for all has soured like lemons.
My entire world been bleached to blonde.
I regret this blondness
for my broken soul yellows
as I fail to make the lemonade.
This heart of amber
no longer finds the life of saffron
while seeking the world made of gold.
What has become of this world made of gold?
Must my world be forever bleached this blonde?
Will I know again life’s flavor in saffron
or will I suffer a soul in perpetual yellowing?
Must my heart solidify in this amber?
Is there a way to free myself of the curdling lemon?
I dig through the lemons,
past the dirt of my soul to find the gold.
I need to break free from this amber
to change my world from blondness.
I wish to halt the soul from yellowing
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