i fell in love with a boy on a canvas
the picture was as sad as my soul
the paint as old as my despair
the edges cracked,
yet his heart stayed intact
underneath that layer,
his mind was corrupted
no one knew, that after a while
this painting would no longer be found
no more can my eyes fixate
no more can my heart intake
the loving boy
that long ago ran out of love
note: lol this is a poem from my other book ftt that i edited.
YOU ARE READING
lost
Puisi#48 in poetry//these words fell on the canvas of my skin. cover by dejection- picture found on weheartit .
