As I paint you in my dreams,
My soul breaks and I retreat
Waking up, blurry eyed, attempt to paint you one more time.
In anguish I fall, in pain I flow. In heartbreak, the strokes below
As they fill the canvas, one stroke to go, I break once more, burning to the core
Ripped up, beaten down, crumbled and broken.
The face I see,
No longer looks back at me
The last stroke I can't complete
I see only heartache, the pain in me.
As anger takes control,
My lost emotion takes a stroll
Into the darkness, I go again
Where shadows are all that remain
No longer do your eyes look past me
No longer do your lips shimmer in this dim room
Gone, covered in my dark painted strokes,
My heart will no longer bloom.
Tears fill my eyes, no one can ever see,
The days are gone, when you were meant for me
Still trying to understand, where I went wrong,
Where have we gone.
Trying to understand,
Trying to come to terms, why am I wrong
Ripped up, beaten down, crumbled and broken.
Your canvas is there, gone from my eyes
Your canvas is there, in the trashcan it lies
Ripped up, beaten down, no words to be spoken.
Gone from you, I am to be
Lost in time, my dreams are not free
Thanks for popping by. Peace to you all 😊
Cheers!
