“Dichotomy”

Where do I begin?

Surrendering my sky is hard

Conjoining to the earth but not ever to be fluid

Where do I end?

I won’t ever fully attach to you

And if I do

Where do I begin?

Trying to traverse through earths tributaries

To create one infinite seam

Where do I end?

Sailing through on earths wrinkles for a decade

Maybe two, what a dichotomy

Where do I begin?

Changing and merging into something polar opposite of you is difficult. I love change, I love growth, but with growth comes difficulty on navigating through a space you’re so unfamiliar with.

Where do I begin with change? And where does the change end? When is it balanced?

Fuck if I know

Synesthesia colors and shapes inspired by @billieeilish. Music makes see shapes and colors and i paint the colors in my post processing to highlight my synesthesia.