Breathe me in
I gave up like a puppet
without a puppeteer
strings cut loose
my heart is as good
as a carved out wood
But the brush rolled
and still it chose me
it gripped me like it had
a soul, an emotion, a heart
it lulls me in a cradle
No matter what comes out
No matter what I create
I still fall in love
No passion,
just longing
For the brush strokes
drips with color
waiting to wet the paper
I invoke a feel in each line
shape it the way the tear drops
Consume me like obsession
feel my hands, electrocute my veins,
eat my heart, destroy my mind
make me into art
until I become no more.
#Art #Expression #ReasonToCreate
© miryelleY.
without a puppeteer
strings cut loose
my heart is as good
as a carved out wood
But the brush rolled
and still it chose me
it gripped me like it had
a soul, an emotion, a heart
it lulls me in a cradle
No matter what comes out
No matter what I create
I still fall in love
No passion,
just longing
For the brush strokes
drips with color
waiting to wet the paper
I invoke a feel in each line
shape it the way the tear drops
Consume me like obsession
feel my hands, electrocute my veins,
eat my heart, destroy my mind
make me into art
until I become no more.
#Art #Expression #ReasonToCreate
© miryelleY.