I have been forced to stifle my writing and this is the first one since 2013 or so... |
Not so long ago, in a time of desperation, my feelings would flow perfectly to the paper. My thoughts... muted at in an attempt to speak, flourished effortlessly with a pen in my hand.. Something tragic has happened... No longer can I express with ease, All of the things I keep hidden. Instead it has started eating me, Like a parasitic leech... Attached to my heart. Sadly, I have failed to kill this unwanted guest, As I do not know when she invited herself in.. My heart is being consumed by a pest, and I don't know that I will ever win. She sucks happily day and night, bringing even my dreams into a state of fright. She is discrete in the destruction that she brings, gorging herself on all my talent. While I lay here with tears in my eyes, because I have been left empty, Under the dark skies, ending it all seems overly tempting... I fight this fight for more than just me, Two little girls find a hero in me. So I paint on the smile over the pain of my heart, And try my hardest not to let it tear me apart. I hope one day the fake will become reality, I will no longer have to paint... And I can just be me. |