Acrylic #fffbfc

I'll hold your hand, while we walk through the park in the dark.

No matter how upset I am, I'll paint you an empty canvas.

Show me the world, give me your paintbrush while you shoot colors out of your mouth.

Fine, I'll paint something but you will only see the blank canvas I've expressed for so long.

I am not pure, nor hollow.

I'm not bright, nor dark.

I'm not complex, but simplistic.

A fairly complex concept for everyone to understand.

Do you understand?

Do you see what I see in my world? The trees?

What about the reality I tried to paint for myself? How would you feel if I-

Perhaps I-

or

or maybe I-

Maybe I rather not show the acrylic paint that paints this empty canvas.

You fail to realize what I hide from you, every. single. day.

I say, but all you do is hold me at night.

My imagination will paint your empty canvas hun...You can't feel my empathy.

You praise me and treat me like a Princess, why? I do not know.

I push

You pull and yet,

I find myself closer to you.

In reality, I just lay in bed fearing the day that my heart truly stops.

"Just to slow down your heart rate," he said.

One day, I'll turn over and see that smile I've always loved.

Maybe you'll see the monster that sleeps in my heart, it's..heavy.

Promises can be broken, but the one promise I can't break,

Is failing to make you the happiest being alive.

I do not care if I get too excited, too scared, or cry too much.

I want to lay there next to you and when I have my final breath...

Paint my canvas with silk, using #fffbfc.