What a beautiful fresh coat of paint
Trickling down my bedroom wall
A lifetime sprayed with refined accuracy
In a flash that no one could've ever saw
Crimson red
Its unlike any other color
Mesmerized by its quality
As I lay motionless in wonder
It glimmers and stings
What's left races in my head
Clenching my brush in my hand
My magnum opus is my end
Did it have to end this way?
Did I have to take it this far?
All my thoughts spill beside me
So fuzzy and warm
A minute turns into eternity
Gazing at my canvas
I'm left paralyzed by shock
There is no room to savor this
I'm slipping into a daydream
One so distant and cold
Each beat of my heart quickens
As memories flash of a life I stole
My eyes lock on my painting
It's the last of my sight
Illuminated by a withering flame
I fade from my fragile light
Did it have to end this way?
Did I have to take it this far?
All my thoughts spill beside me
So fuzzy and warm
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Dark yet well written. Nicely worded
Thank you. I thought about narrating and recording this poem and posting it on here, but that didnt come to fruition. There will always be another time
You are most welcome
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