I thought of a question
I dont know how to ask
due to the fact
I don't know how it react
To hear the answer
the words coming out of your mouth
out loud.
sonething of matter, something real
and i dont know how I would feel
because im not good with emotion
but id like to know the truth
and no I don't have the notion
of telling you what to do
I should first hear it from you
would you please speak it softly
if it's remotely what I think you'll say
and I'll breath, you whisper to me
would you tell me that way
and let it resinate
before I have to lift myself back up
after the sucker punch
To my gut
that broke the heart
and hit the soul
the painter who quits making art
gets a swift hand and false start
while it's kicked out in the cold
those words arranged so
the story they told
took a different angle
and became three dementional
when that matter and the physical
became my burden to hold.
©akathatguy
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