Echo Chamber

In the depths of a soul, a maelstrom brews, A kaleidoscope of colors, a canvas anew. The eyes, like lanterns, glow with inner fire, As the mouth, a portal, to the heart's desire. The hair, a tangle of vibrant, swirling hues, A manifestation of the turmoil that it pursues. The skin, a topography of emotions raw, A map of the psyche, where feelings ebb and flow. In this portrait, a story unfolds, Of a being torn, yet resilient, young and bold. The colors dance, a symphony of pain, As the subject's inner world is laid bare, in vain. Yet, in the chaos, a beauty lies, A reflection of the soul, where emotions rise. A window to the heart, where feelings roam, A testament to the human spirit, forever home.