Oh Brother,
Where art thou sympathy?
I hate to admit the obvious
But all you've got is me
And what I create
Is ours
But don't sign your name
In greed
Despite our likeness
I have my own wretched creed
Paradise needs no shelter
And if you give me a house
I'll knock down the walls
An artist may need a rich wife
But squalor's gotten me this far
And what you hold in your hands
Was created under the stars
And maybe in another life
You'll step through the paint
Swim in the colors
And see how I see
But for now I recognize
Your fear is just skin-deep
You look into my eyes
But all you see are veins
The blood we share-
How could you not compare
And wonder if you share my madness?
It's quite alright
I may not sleep at night
But your shut eyes make up the difference
In time
I'll hold your hand
If you start to fade away
But I digress-
And have been for years
Fading into my own
Oblivion-
A shade of sanguine tears