365 Art

Day 33

Dont.Touch.Her.

Sometimes words aren’t enough

So I paint vivid pictures

Simple enough for the layman

Yet

Sufficient for the genius

But…

With words of course

I never learned how to use an easel properly

So I [speak] in frames

She said, “he’s a good man, with good intentions”

But I know better

You see

I’ve read letters

And listened when I appeared in other realms

My heart merely beat as it should have

So

I know that [you’re] scared

And aware

Because It’s in your eyes

And no matter how tough an adolescent you were

It’s enough

Everyone faces fright when surrounded with tumult

Just obliterate the pretense of strength

Courage is needed even when giving up

Let’s make-believe

I’ll make you believe me when I say that you’re lost

I have looked deep enough

Your core has transformed from vibrant to crushed

Flush consuming your skin-tone

You are dying in front of me

And, all I can do is wonder

If [I] slap you with enough force

Will you wake up?