I am A Lament Wrapped in Color

I am sorrow, but I am not only sorrow.
I am the deep ache of longing, the quiet echo of loss—but I refuse to be cloaked in shadow alone.
Instead, I wrap myself in the boldness of violet, the passion of crimson, the warmth of amber.
I let my grief bleed into hues that pulse with life, because even sadness can be vivid. Even mourning can hold beauty.

I am the moment when pain becomes art—when what hurts is felt not in grays, but in layers of light and pigment.
I do not hide the lament. I dress it in color, so you might see:
even in sorrow, there is intensity.
Even in longing, there is something alive.

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