Pencil sketches of someone we can’t find
Keep popping up to mess with our minds
Search high and low, but never discover
The unknown name of that graphite other
Watercolors painted on a canvas of black
Saturate an image your mind can’t get back
Search high and low, but never recover
The forgotten image now lost like the others
Ink blots on a page and a perfect world is seen
“It’s not there, you’re fooled”, is what they tell me
Focus and refocus, but never discover
That the ink misleads me like so many others
Oil based lives on a canvas of mostly water
And it’s no real surprise that we don’t work together
Focus and refocus, but never recover
The love we once had for one another
He looks down and paints His master peace
Do you think He expected it to turn out like this?
A perfect depiction of something He just wanted to love
So how did we stray so far from what He thought of?
Now tell me He still cares, as we stare up and pray
Longing for tomorrow not to end up like today
If you love something, then set it free
But that doesn’t mean ignore it completely
Words on a page that seem to set the stage
The final act can only be seen with age
Search high and low, but never discover
The meaning of something created by another
Bottles of ink, but they can’t say what you think
And in a world of mostly water it’s swim or sink
Search high and low, but never recover
The bottled messages from that distant lover
Photographs of a time when it existed
And we’re left wishing we hadn’t resisted
Focus and refocus, but never discover
Our picture of life taken by another
Pencil sketches of someone we can’t find
Keep popping into our troubled minds
Focus and refocus, but never recover
From this lost feeling that we are under
He looks down and paints His master peace
Do you think He expected it to turn out like this?
A perfect depiction of something He just wanted to love
So how did we stray so far from what He thought of?
Now tell me He still cares, as we stare up and pray
Hoping that things might stop going this way
For love to exist, the wills all had to be free
But I can’t help but feel we’re being ignored completely…
3 comments:
This one makes me happy i miss art a lot :) I banned myself from facebook and messangers yet i am still not getting my homework done. I am glad you have been writing lately. We should meet up in the library again i miss it. :)
-The Sociopath.
I didn't think it had anything in it that would make people too happy, but glad to hear it made you happy.
Things never turn out like you hope. That is expected. Which is why you need to just not expect anything. However art is pretty :D and so is the original image :D
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