Art is a way of life
That will make you suffer,
Wake up in the middle of night
With the idea that popped in your mind.
It will make you suffer
Countless sleepless nights
That are like countless lights
In otherwise, oh, so boring life
For artist art is a life
Life he will forever strive,
The only ocean he'll ever dive,
It's his one and only drive,
Art is making him feel alive.
Without art
He will fall apart.
He will be an empty shell
Hero that already fell
A lifeless soul that was submerged
Into the endless, torturing hell.
Without art
He will fall apart
Art is a life
It will always make you suffer
Countless sleepless nights
Yet it's the only thing
that makes you feel alive
Without art you will
Just fall apart
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PoetryHave never written poems in English nor did plan to but those somehow popped up in my mind? so I just wrote them down.
