Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Mar 2018
Painting Greys
I could say we will be okay
But you don't believe it anyway
There's no reason for you to stay
So come what ever may

I will wait for you
There's a million things that i want to do
So right here is where I'll stay
Dying in a purple haze
Of all the things left to say
Every day will become grey
When you're gone

I don't have a lot of cash
But if you had wanted I would take from my stash
I'm just a guy with a paper and pen
Trying to get the love of my life back again
I hope you're doing well
My art still won't sell
So I sit in my canvas filled living room
And I feel the weight of the world start to loom

So I'll wait for you
There's so much you can do
Right here is where I'll stay
Dying in a familiar purple haze
We both know there's nothing left to say
And now I only paint with shades of grey
I used to paint with color but you took it all.
Written by
Azathoth
  300
 
Please log in to view and add comments on poems