Look at this! The blood is pouring out. I’m red all over – Red all over.
All this beautiful red, don’t clean it up! Dam I’ll use it still, I will
I’ll smear it here, and if I can still stand I’ll get it all over your counter.
Wouldn’t you like that? This has to be, can’t stop till I’m empty.
I’ve got this drive I can’t wind down, so I quiet it by getting out of town
Yes here, this is how I’ll go, death to an artist hungry no more.
I’ve ate my fair share of you, of the earth, and all its miraculous hues
I never rest, my heart was built for this – that’s why it seethes
You hear me quiet but inside I’m writing you a scene no one’s seen before
What is this?
I’m gasping and it’s not a kiss
I can’t fill my lungs, catch up, catch up,
I’ve made it to the counter. I’ve covered you in red flowers
And now I see what’s going on, the world is bloody exhausted of my fire
I’ll lay down!
I’m already on the cold ground.
I think my fire has backdrafted as I inhale
All this red and I astonish as I think perhaps I have fallen ill
A mind turns to fill, I am art, this is nowhere near rational
I love this! The Arts need this kind of passion and devotion.
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I’m glad you enjoyed it 😁 – I’m giving my best to inspire whoever stumbles upon it
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A Key For Life
i’ve seen your way
travelled
your journey
day
after day..
To make wish within
your own belief..
This isn’t
the way
to find your relief..
In the end
there is no choice
once you’ve
decision
to pass the line
between
life and breath…..
There is no
do over,
after death!
Reachout!
Do what it takes
to
–
continue to breathe
–
you could be a key
in restoring humanity…
chris
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