I painted a picture
And then I was poisoned
Contaminated the water I drank from that night
Six million thoughts became nothing
I thought I cleared the drain-
Someone must’ve poured it down my throat instead
The painting was forgotten
As I watched
Bleeding from beneath my tongue
When I bit down on the words.
I lit the flame of our fury
Too quickly we were gone
Incinerated before we even saw the flames.
I told my children to eat quietly
I didn’t want them to share my fate
Yet they bit down on their forks
And became stupid
As they chewed their way through dinner
Lead in their mouths.
They told me I spoke too much
I was dizzy with cavities in my brain
So they shoved mercury into my mouth
And let me drive myself mad
Forgetting over time
I didn’t realize,
For playing with elements
That I shouldn’t have.
I was dangerous
I was unwanted
To be handled with caution
I was sickness
People named cancers
And world wars after me
People blamed the suicide of their children
And the struggle to breathe
As I polluted and destroyed them.
I just wanted to paint the picture
Let them coexist.
The ones that burned
The ones who were hidden
The ones that were sickness and grief
They were always the most powerful
We just couldn’t contain them.
The one who wanted more than red