Ian Petch Poet I do not know?

Art

I know I can not let her
Nothing left can tell me why
Everything in despair
Nothing left but broken highs

If I tried to hold her
My hands would disappear
If I tried to help her
I’d whisper anger to her ear

I speak in riddles for her
Everything a dying dream
I’m here for now and ever
Run away before you scream

I kill myself before her
She’ll never see but I don’t mind
We are now forever
Even if alone she has to cry

I have become my art now
The painting on the wall
Reflecting your own eyes now
If I love you, you’ll never fall

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