Painting You Away

March 27, 2011
By UnknownArtist BRONZE, Oakville, Connecticut
UnknownArtist BRONZE, Oakville, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"Perhaps when we find ourselves wanting everything it is because we are dangerously close to wanting nothing at all." - Sylvia Plath

I was an artist
You were my muse
An endless canvas of shades and hues
I set my paintbrush down
The day your love for me died
It lies amongst other things I can’t seem to get right

Sometimes when I’m feeling brave I find myself dipping back into paints
Making attempts to reconstruct my heart
Paint a new one that won’t fade

But the brush is always dry
The canvas always blank
My mind is always thinking
And my heart is always maimed

So I tore up all my canvas
Let my paints run down the drain
This time I’ll put pen to paper
A new way to spell out my mistakes.

The author's comments:
This is about the break-up I went through. It's about losing yourself when you lose someone you love.

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