Lilted

Enigmatic Canvas of the Mind

She liked to paint her dreams
All out on canvas
Swirls of color on every seam
No one understood her passion

Living in solitude, she knew
This loneliness would be hers
Over the years it grew
The parasite knew no bounds

She liked to sit in quiet
For more than a while
She knew no one would buy it
If she tried to smile

Pondering over the little things
She seemed to leave the world
She used to laugh and sing
Leaving the universe in a whirl

Why did she leave?
You may ask

No one understood her passion
Or how she could find beauty
In the most monstrous of creatures

No one understood her loneliness
Or that of her fake smile
Maybe how she trusted no one
After a while

No one understood her need for quiet
Or how she knew more than she said
While she colored her canvas
The color of red

No one understood how she worried
Or how she lived in her mind
Maybe how she laughed and sang
About everything destructive yet kind

No one understands her
Or her being
How she left this world of monstrosity
Thinking it was beautiful what she was
Seeing

Where did she go?
You may ask

She went to the same place she used to
When things weren't so kind
When someone dropped the other shoe
She went to her mind