And I can't forget the time or place where we just met.
Had it been another day, I might have looked the other way.
I wonder if it's the same for both parties involved.
There's no sun today, for the first time in a while, there is no sun. Generally, I'm not really opposed to clouds, as if you look closely enough you'll see that the world is pigmented with a slight shade of blue. Blue has always been a favourite of mine. But today, I'd hoped there'd be a bit of sun. I have a canvas sitting alone in the corner, begging me for colour, for some life, for a purpose. Were it to be sunny today, I would have managed to escape the prison I've been locked away in. And while it's been a self-admittance, I've made a promise to myself to not stay captive to these four green walls. But alas, for one more day, I will remain inside, while the inspiration I've been looking for is outside, breathing freedom. The same freedom I wish I could just grasp hold of.
I will turn off, and I will shut down. The come and go's are restless in my head.
Alas, I'll pull out the canvas, I will stare at it, and take that restlessness, and convert it, into an image.
An image only I can appreciate the true meaning behind.
♥ b.
But all the while, I've been delivering idiots and photographs, wishing for happiness and disaster.
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