If I could paint,
I'd paint you the world,
Full of beautiful colors.
A picture of pretty hues and
Amazing pictures of us.
If I could write,
I'd write you the world.
With words of memories and
Of the future,
Hoping you see it too.
If I could sing,
I'd sing you the world,
With the melodies of angels
And the beat of hell.
So that maybe you'd take me back.
If I could feel,
I'd only love you.
Because that's the past I know.
But you took it away,
And I miss it so,
So much that I want it back.
YOU ARE READING
A Public Poetry Diary
PoesiaA poet is only as good as their muse, All of mine happen to bring sorrow.
