'Human Nature'
I find myself regretting more of what I say
every day
even though I’m talking less
I can’t listen to silence anymore
because it leaves me alone with my thoughts
We say such stupid things we don’t mean,
building up walls
that don’t belong
defensive might as well be
graffitied on our hearts
While these walls grow stronger
what really matters crumbles
souls withering away
with every addition of another brick
Torment from self-doubt
is projected on to others,
it’s not their fault
it’s just a burden we can’t bear alone
If I could I would take some
of the weight off your shoulders
and split it between the two of us
but life isn’t fair
I’m trying to figure this out,
but all I’m doing
is over-thinking everything.
So I paint on paper,
since canvases mean commitment,
even when the colors won’t stay
where I put them
the lines between blurred
with like rainbows of confusion
The painting might as well
be a magic eight ball
even then I wouldn’t know
which answer to show
maybe something vague like
‘try again later’
I’ll let my painting show
what my words can’t
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