COLOR ME DEAD

I lay in my own pool of blood, smeared in patterns

colours gentle flowing from my veins

rainbow-like showing in the flows 

my heart's art has become livid 

my eyes lay wide open 

my hands gone cold and numb

my mouth immobile

as bloody colors hemorrhage out

my passion for art now I rest in

I lay on the ground like a potential canvas 

try not to move me from this very dear spot

death stings but art heals all hurts

 

@talk2leigh

8:25am

30 May 2022