True Colors | Krista S. Clark

Challenge a seemingly never-ending, unfathomable journey. Gaze
extremely vividly,
beyond rims of a suspicious smile.
Sashay ever so cautiously, questioning every curve.
Never lift concentration albeit a mere blink of a split second.
Peer amidst bright boisterous poppies and beaming rays of sunshine.
Ignore luscious scents of fragrant, lavender lilacs.
Sprint towards glistening, gleaming traces of light.
Thrust abruptly with superhuman force against nature.
Dive into the desolate solitude of darkness.
Burst the unrepairable, never before seen, crimson seal.
Scale gigantic walls constructed of vicious, poisonous reptiles,
seeking their next victims.
Rise above rapid flames like a magnificent phoenix experiencing its first flight.
Extinguish unbearably fierce, billowing heat.
Navigate hesitantly on narrow, spiky, misleading paths.
Trample through deep, dark, bone chilling dungeons.
Breathe profusely into the swollen lips of a limp, lifeless body.
Reveal the true colors of a wretched, almost unreachable, dying,
abandoned being.