she paints a pretty picture
but the story has a twist
her paint brush is a razor
and her canvas is her skin
she paints a pretty picture
in a color that's blood red
while using her sharp paint brush
she ends up finally dead
her pretty pictures fading
quite slowly on her skin
she can no longer do harm
she painted a pretty picture
but her pictures had a twist
her mind was her razor
and her heart was her skin
YOU ARE READING
Poems and thoughts (completed)
PoetryI did not write all of these, but some I did. This was my 2013 depressive stage, but don't worry, I'm living a good life now. Never lose hope. Needless to say these poems are very depressing and do have triggers in them, so read with caution. Mess...
