Standing back, I'll see this from here,
A full picture that I have painted with my actions,
If seeing is believing,
I believe I've made a terrible mistake,
Knowing this, at least, is a step towards a change,
But right now I'm too sick to move,
I think I'll stare at this portrayal,
What I thought would be a masterpiece,
It's instead a terrible shame,
A waste of my work,
I'm giving up on this depiction now,
You took it and thrust yourself all over,
A beautiful addition,
But one that I can't stand to see anymore,
I've become selfish
I've trapped myself here,
Once again I'll feel the pain of this,
Trying to make you
What you don't want to be
I've let you engulf me,
And now I can't let you go
Now I'll watch as your colors slip down the canvas,
Covering all that I've done,
Letting go will hard, I know this at least,
But I'll have to let go eventually,
I'm throwing away this painting now,
Never trying this medium again.
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