loneliness crept in slowly
until it hurt to breathe
none of this is real anyways
so why did it hurt so much when you left?
fuck pills i fucking hate pills
i sold my body for loose change and some validation
only to realize too late that i had sold my soul too.
i lost myself in some latenightsgoodtimes&intoxication
but nights end
highs crash
and you forget that i matter
i'm not the fighting type,
and you knew that,
and you used me.
the eyes are always watching.
i'm broken but at least i'm shiny right?
i miss you.
i wake up and stare at a blank canvas...
i should paint
but why bother making art for a world that’s blind
do you miss me?
or just the idea of me
who feels for the girl who isn’t
allowed to feel?
i smoke
spliffafterspliffafterspliffafterspliffafterspliff
but once the haze leaves my lungs
the pain always comes back
so i choose to be numb
none of this is real anyways.
Mixed Media on Canvas (12" x 12")
Original painting is optionally redeemable with NFT.