Should you notice me if I dance in the dark,
Know I’m only here for you.

Our souls connect as you read my story as your own.
Tears, anger, except
Treat me like grief.

Feel me, blame me, love me.

Bright colours and screams
Broken glass, cries from the sky.

She said “If your understand art
Then you do not truly understand.”

And did I make you smile?
Do you feel amused?
Whom like the rest of the world
Judge my ending.
And not the story in each stroke?

Am I vanishing?
Hope you remember who I used to be.
And what I make you feel.

Set me alight
Glory in the flames

Maybe thinking of you will bring me closer to you
Then should I accept this addiction.

She looks at me and says” your look will be part of me,
Making divine ideas come to life,
Your beauty will be known by few,
But your story will live on forever.”