"PORTRAIT OF PAIN" wrote this when I was sick

I wrote this when I was in pain and I stopped painting for a while... Is an older write but quite fun...

I'm an artist in search of imagines which describes my life
My destiny is blurry now... It seems unsure of time
What's the portrait in my mind? What should I create next!
Maybe a woman in pain laying in her four poster bed

My white canvas stands lonesome at the corner of my shelves
It doubts if I'll have the strength to face life again
My ivory brush gazes at the tubes of oil paints
They all conspired against me they whisper and stare

Use us before your happiness vanishes away
Bring distraction to the pain you endure everyday
Don't let this struggle triumph, you have much to share
So much love around you. Why give up? Why fear?

I got up from bed... Stood up and forgot about my pain
My dear close friends, you got your artist here!
Get ready for me now, I'll embraced you once again
My easel, my brush, my canvas and my oil paint

Annagallys Y.
Copyright ©2008

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PORTRAIT OF PAIN wrote this when I was sick