grey days
sunflowers in my eyes
with warm thoughts
the sun sets into night for me
i went to the garden where
once i played
with happiness.
and now only silence prevails
playing into softness in my heart
onto nothing on my tongue.
skin with sun in it
guides me to something
swallowing myself.
to dissect it and
shed it away.
shed it away.
to white,
black
red
until i learn to be whole,
again joining the fragile pieces of me.
learn to breathe,
breathe free again.
Painting (opposite page) by Christel Roelandt
Poem by Deepali Gupta