Text inspired by me and my painting Stronger.


Losing everything
Nothing is never the same

Same or nothing
Your mind goes hopping

Your heart disappears
The army of tears take control
Family members fall one by one
No dream to wake up from

Hallucinations play the memory
Of fallen souls bleeding in pain
Never look back

Losing everything
Is no shame

Way of nature
Still feel your life

Invisible hearts beating and pounding
Trapped in a box

Losing everything is the soft feeling that you don't want to forget
Nothing is never the same a Sunday morning
And no shame

And like a ball of chain
I reincarnation in to the word


Poetry by Mr painter
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Written on 2010-12-15 at 17:38

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John Ashleigh
To develop is a part of life and death. I love your dark poetry, a pleasure to read. keep sharing.


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