A Bloody Canvas

watch the color stream like tears

carefully from your eyes

away from the canvas

away from life

it seems so easy to erase what been created when it means nothing anymore

theres so much color but you'll never notice now


the blood left in the bathtub is liek a perfect sunset

one you'll never see

crimson red

once the air has left your lungs your skin will turn a darker shade of blue


dont say you are a failure

youve made something beautiful

a masterpeice

a bloody canvas of perfection


you live your life in black and white

with the beauty long gone

shades of gray and blackened skies cannot hold blue tears you cry

you live your life in black and white

with the beauty poured out

sacrificed it all

maybe if you had the chance you'd save yourself

from fading out

and never paint a pretty picture on your wrist