Can you paint with all the colours of the wind?

unlike pocahontas 

I am barred from my connection to the earth

my feet, when bare, feel the sharp edges of each stone 

yet never find the soft curves that gently caress the heels of others 

yet my blood yearns to seep into the mud 

the tree always stumped 

never flourishing 

because I don't nourish it 

the world is not a brightly lit canvas 

simply a barren land

the paintbrush is within reach 

but never quite close enough 

my grey tinted glasses

cloud my perception 

I am blind 

but one day I will feel 

the enriching spectrum 

my limbs will weaken at the sight of such pigments 

I will allow the supple ground 

to swallow me 

and soften my own sharp corners

i will become the painter 

not only the admirer 

i will weep at the enormity of it all 

however i will never 

forget the razor like stone

that led me to 

such a bountiful place

where my own nature can grow 

where my branches are the home of other creatures

I will awaken to the sounds of the birds

which call for the colours of the wind

LET ME GO

I know there is so much beauty in the world
That I still have to see 

But I feel like I've seen enough 

I am ready to part with it 

I am full of rage and sadness, 

And all things vulgar 

And there is more ugliness within me than there is beauty on this earth 

I don't understand how something so malignant can coexist with such serenity 

I'm just bringing balance to the universe 

I don't mind saying goodbye 

If I am only a guest on this earth 

Only carried by this vessel of flesh 

And merely living on borrowed time, 

Do I not have the right to depart 

To bid farewells and leave. 

For I'm simply a guest. 

Please 

I beg 

Let me depart from this plane of existence 

I don't mind taking a life 

For it is my life to take. 

My story was never meant to be written 

For some reason it was. 

But I fear there aren’t many pages left to write on. 

Let me return to the shining cosmos, or the firey pits of hell. 

I don’t care where I go, i just want to go. 

Bury my body 60 feet underground. 

Allow me to decompose at the will of nature 

And do not be sad once I'm gone. 

Know this fate is one I've begged and yearned for more than anything 

Please my heart hurts. LET ME GO.