Its a new day. And in this world you can be whoever you want to be. Today I will be Picasso. Let me paint your mind a picture. My brush is my pen. My paint is my words. My water to make sure my paint doesnt smear into my other colors is my paper. Can you see my thoughts yet? Let me paint you a picture. I am an accesory to a crime, because I helped you steal my heart. I let you kill my soul. And tear me all apart. Even when there was no door, you still knocked at every opertunity to tear it down. You came in and took charge, and managed to boss my mind around. Can you hear my thoughts yet? Let me paint you a picture. If that that doesn’t kill you only makes you stronger, why do I feel so weak. If the presence of you words, are what kills me in the first place when you have the chance, why don’t you speak? Silenece is golden? I think it started off as copper. Because if I had a penny for everytime you left me with your unfinished thoughts I'd be rich. Can you taste my thoughts yet? Let me heat something up for you. Because I've been fed up with your lies and now I STARVE for the truth. Unable to keep the promises you made to yourself, and yet I hoped of commitment from you. You say your a man of your word? More like a man of few true. Today is a new day, tomorrow will be even newer. So when you see me on the street, you'll ask yourself "Who's that new girl?". Because in a world where I can be whom ever I want to be, regardless of what you want I'll never again forget to be me. A picture is worth a thousand words. My words are worth a thousand pictures. Crystal clear, they last longer. Picture perfect, they make me stronger. Can you see my thoughts yet? Let me paint you a picture....
About Me
- Heiriana
- New Jersey, United States
- Now keep in mind that Im an artist and Im sensitive about my ish. Every since I was young I always wrote poems, songs, and short stories. So of course when asked what I wanted to be when I grew up my first intial reaction was to say writer. Overtime the responses to that answer changed me, but never changed my way of thinking. I was told, "to be a writer was an impractical dream." And "Writing should be a hobby not a career." But in the words of my favorite artist I believe "if they don't know your dreams, then they can't shoot them down". Writing is more than just a passion to me. Like air, it flows thru me. It's my reason for life, my reason to live. My poems are like my diary, how I view the world, life, and love. So feel free to read my poems. Take a look at things thru my eyes, my dreams and my thoughts from living life with my head in the clouds.
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