this has to do with my new story that i'm still thinking about. well enjoy.


My heart is deep in love

But surely you cannot know

As I am an artist

You just came to see

I weep alone

For you could not possibly know

Lying on the ground

Arms spread out

Paintbrush at hand

Staring at the ceiling

Tears flowing crystal clear

The drawing of you will not be finished

My heart is strucked by the sight of you

I cannot bear the thought

Of not telling how I feel

This breaks my heart

I feel no beats

Yet it's somehow there

My innocence, I shall have to say

It matters not to retrieve it

Before we met

There was a time of tranquility

True love never seemed to matter

Now I can see

That is not the case

Drawing endlessly

Hoping I could have the courage to tell you

My heart can't tell from reality or imagination

Still, it feels so real

Nonexistent, nothing at all

It wants to feel

And I will not deny its wish

The beauty of Death

Now I cannot walk its path

I am so deep in love

And all is hopeless

For I could never tell you

You have stolen my heart

And you do not know of it

My tears fall forever

Chained by my love for you

This rain continues to fall on me

All reminding me of the blood I have shed

Shattered glass from the broken mirror

Cuts forming on my hands

I wonder if this should be painful

Blood dripping freely

Yet dying isn't an option

My heart is so deep in love

But surely I can never tell you


reviews, put this as your story or both. i'm certain i got all the mistakes, if i didn't then tell me so i know better.