Sunday, 20 August 2017

Paint me a picture,

some time in 2003 or 2004
Paint me a picture, of everything that lives in me.
Show me life and love.
Sing me a lament, for what I've lost.
Show me how to remember.
Write me a poem, encapsulating my struggle.
Show me that it's worth it.
Dedicate me a monument, to life lived on autopilot.
Show me how to wake the fuck up.
Walk me to the brink, of choices and decisions.
Show me I can make it on my own.
Save me a dance, barefoot across the Milky Way.
Show me how to be more than I am.

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