Staring at the page again, feeling myself spaced again
Wanna let it all out, head been doing miles again
Eyes be looking glazed n red, lay amongst the smoke n mess
Paint drips off the canvas and compliments my pretty dress
Cigarettes and Jimmy Choo sparking memories of you
Your silhouette appearing on the wall inside my living room
Catch me looking twice but I aint going back to that life
Looking at you through the glass, I aint missing on them times
Trust issues, what I’ve seen n been through traumatic
Intent to be a little less intense and manic
Conversations with the devil like im straight up satanic
Burning through the incense tryna calm this inner savage
Pretty face but ill wreck n shake your make up
Your made up show you what these nightmares are made of
Masquerade around cause you aint got no weight cuzz
Throw shade and degrade you jaded since day one
Speak the truth, eyes gaze into a fire place
Staying home since there aint much that I tolerate
Walking out of site through a maze and waterways
Ripples in the lakes calm me down when im about to break
Dont like your traits wouldn’t ask you for a feature
Tones of monochrome looking like you need a heater
Shivers through your bones kinda sounding like a xylophone
Im like that cold air that penetrates and sends you home
Paint a picture only just to say I hate it
Keep mixing up these colours till I’m pale green in a basin
Dribble on these pages splatters on my apron
I dissociate and feel inspiration
Know there’s so much meaning to this piece displayed within a frame
The more you think about it the more you start to feel the pain
Much remains a mystery try-to-figure out this story
Find yourself intrigued n question mind behind the drawing
Lines that form these patterns leave you with interpretations
Scenes of satin whites and greys question mind behind creation
Contemplating pictures like you contemplate your life
Relating to the beauty that is captured with your eyes
Within, as an artist expressing emotions harnessed
Splatter your favourite garments in violet n vivid scarlet
Drown in purple potions releasing oxytocin
heavy cotton woven pearlescent silver frozen
Oil paint watercolours seep into the floor covers
Dilute then abuse like an addict watch the substance ooze
Immersed inside this muse wonder who this artist is?
Dripping off the easel is a piece of me I parted with…..