Well here I go again
Hiding behind letters on a keyboard
Saying what I wish I could say
Through similes and a metaphor

Painting a picture of my soul
Art unique in design
Complex parables
They’re one of a kind

Using my pain and despair
To make darkness into light
A rising sun in a forest
Uncomfortably bright

It burns my skin on my face
Dissolves my tears
Gouge out my eyes
The darkness is near

I create this world and everything is new
Everything is emerald and gold
But I’ve done this all before
It’s starting to get old

My trees are starting to rot
The lakes are running dry
The rocks are crumbling
The winds blow all awry

You know how it all looks
You’ve seen how this goes
You’ve trekked through these woods
You are used to the glows

I’m running out of ways my love
To paint this perfect piece
I’m running out of colors soon
The land is losing peace

So now I am empty here
Like a bottle with no letter
My world I built is withering away
And I am off no better

But look at me now my dear
I’m doing it all again
Dancing around my heart and it’s words
Leaving it condemned

I’ll stand now and watch my world burn
Plumes of fire in the sky
Ash covering my blistered face
Trying not to cry