pretty pictures

you look so bloody beautiful, dressed up to the nines
while I am being laughed off stage for forgetting my lines
if only I could find the words to make you understand
if only we could touch once more, I reach out for your hand
but all you give are platitudes and pats upon the head
and smile and nod encouragingly no matter what I’ve said
and I have wasted all this time trying to break through
drawing illustrations that are meaningless to you
nothing I have ever done has left a lasting mark
just painting pretty pictures that are lost within the dark

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  1. damommza

     /  August 11, 2012

    This reminds me of an earlier piece that you wrote but I don’t remember the name. It also had “the stage” referenced in it. Same tone of “wasted effort”. I remember that one as being angrier with this one being sadder..


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