Painter

This is one I wrote a while ago. About a year or so, but it's one of my favorites. Enjoy!

His tattered heart was nailed to his sleeve,

As he held his head low to forget what he beleived,

Everyone could see the emotion pour through seams,

They never saw the gleam flicker off his wings,

His jacket was thin but the rain never seemed,

To knock him off his dream of being set free,

Due to all the broken bottles in his memories,

And all the images in the mirror that made him scream,

 

 

When he looks around he sees neon life, 

Doesn't see one reason to end on a dime,

The paint he splatters is for everyone to find,

And the pictures he paints are what he sees in your eyes,

The way your lovers distrust made you stop tryin',

The way you cope about it taking a bath in your wine,

The way you reminisce holding your head and cryin',

Thinking you're the only one to suffer this crime,

 

 

In one stroke, he explains it all,

How even your best relationship began to fall,

He sees all the rights and all the flaws,

You should have been a better man and hide those claws,

But daddy taught you when you're angry you need to paw,

So yeah, you swung, but your son creeped up and saw,

You make excuses because you're afraid to move along,

So the cycle continues until no one can draw,

 

 

This kid sees the blood bracelets that you've woven,

And can paint the exact colors you feel before you told him,

Every little twist and turn and you didn't have to show him,

He doesn't have to know you to see the hurt flowin',

And he's been through enough to paint it like he knows it,

No matter how hard you try to keep it in that dirty closet,

He witnesses all the tears pouring through the faucet,

Once you see it, you begin think you haven't lost it,

 

 

But he shows you there are others in your boat,

Struggling to plug in the same holes just to float,

So bare with the long winter and put on that coat,

'Cause on the other side of the mountain theres always more,

So open up your wings and stop clinging to the floors,

'cause you're the only one who can nail your own coffin door,

He shows you your heart will be tested, beaten, and sore,

but to remember never lose sight of what you fight for.

Reviews

[Gracefool_Lyn]

I really liked this, especially the ending. You did an amazing job on this poem, even though you wrote it a year ago :)