From the Desk of BeeTrue:
Friday, March 11, 2011
Wednesday, March 2, 2011
365 Art
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?