8 August 2012
Hearts pierced from the touch of your paint brush.
Broken & lost, lines all crossed.
Haunting an empty head, signs ahead read dead.
Lips leaving tragedies unsaid.
Hushed words staining the page.
Give me your hand unlock this dark cage.
Before it burns.
I'm afraid you're my curse.
Paint my heart.
Color it with your explosive art.
Break me before I break myself.
Painting the last scene in dull pastel.
Colorless, single painted lines express,
A well crafted mess with fluorescence to impress.
Paint My Heart • Opuss № I