and even greens and blues

The walls are bare and white,
But they should be blues and yellows and maybe even some reds
Afraid.
Of colour. I fear brightness, but crave it.

What
What if I splashed yellows and greens on the cupboards
What
What if the drops fell on the floor.
What
What if messiness invaded my life.

The whites would fade…
…yellows and oranges
And even greens and blues

They would invade my being
Take over and tell me.

No, more whites.

No, more.