Zane-Geoff Hugo

06 May, 2014 11:10 AM
I am a lost soul
Nowhere to go
Darkness all around me
like the art on my wrists
my mind is screaming
on the outside I’m smiling

One more flick of the of the brush and the work should be complete
Red stains the canvas
Tears brush my eyelashes
My art is done
I drop the brush
And I’m gone
Gone into a void
Flying on black wings of loneliness

The emptiness of the painter is almost enough to kill
I keep thinking maybe one more line, a little more detail
But I take my last breath as I shed my final tear.
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Franchesca Mia Reves Tortoza says:
09 Apr, 2017 05:05 AM

This is absolutely amazing!!! Many congratulations to the author!! :)

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