Pen - pen: Disarm my Pain

PAINT

I painted the sky blue,
because I don't want you to see the grey in them,
even I run out of colors,
and can't vividly fathom my colorless sky,
I would give up my last bucket,
just to paint yours.

My brush will break,
my arms will cramp,
just to finish your ceiling,
even if I reached my own ceiling.

I want to paint you,
but I am not a skilled painter,
This is my first masterpiece,
and the inspiration is you,
I don't know where to start,
where to begin,
where to draw a line,
so I can't bother your signs,

I am breaking norms,
Tearing papers and spilling inks,
and yet, after all of my hardships and countless tries,
I don't know what color do you want me to paint your shirt,
cause I painted mine transparent lately,
and this is somewhat,
salty.