Standing naked before the canvas
I paint your portrait in blood
Empty eyes staring at me
as I tempt to remember what I’ve lost
Don’t say this is unreachable
Don’t hate my scars they are beautiful
Don’t feel denied of the impossible
Don’t think we will ever be the same
And this is what you wanted
This is what we need
This is the painting
that sets you free
Staring at you smiling at me
As I dip the brush in fluent red
Though different layers of longing I can
resurrect you from the dead
This is you now re-imagined
I need something for the pain
something soothing
something tragic
something to make it stop again

INVIA LE CORREZIONI