watch the color stream like tears
carefully from your eyes
away from the canvas
away from life
it seems so easy to erase what been created when it means nothing anymore
theres so much color but you‘ll never notice now
the blood left in the bathtub is liek a perfect sunset
one you‘ll never see
crimson red
once the air has left your lungs your skin will turn a darker shade of blue
dont say you are a failure
youve made something beautiful
a masterpeice
a bloody canvas of perfection
you live your life in black and white
with the beauty long gone
shades of gray and blackened skies cannot hold blue tears you cry
you live your life in black and white
with the beauty poured out
sacrificed it all
maybe if you had the chance you‘d save yourself
from fading out
and never paint a pretty picture on your wrist