Pictures

Pictures… I’m shutting out the world today As reality rears its head A venomous slice of life, I’m fading Far into the red, land of the dead We can’t get a handle on the life we’re living We never talk long enough to see And though I want to paint a pretty picture That picture won’t include me Four walls as a frame I’m hanging Life within the cage And though I want to paint a pretty picture I’m not included on the page Shadows on the wall I’m watching Of someone I can’t see I can’t place the face and it’s hard to erase The torment inside of me…