Your Masterpiece Disaster

Hold the tears inside your heart, bleed them out, but don't cry.
I'm listening to the dreams scream at the strange misplaced things.
Reach back at the thought you passed by running from.
You've drowned your heart beat sound out but you can still feel it.
You sleep alone, next to the night that you're never in.

I don't mind if you light the day on fire and push off.
You're not the only one happy to be sad like me.
Frigid heat waves crash glass candy sand into blue dust.
You'll breathe it in to melt off the inside of your soul.
You are all alone by the illusions of dark happiness.
Deep awesome sadness, your unique art museum.

Paintings of yellow blooded flowers and green fleshed guns.
Mechanical people living under soft buildings, inhaling gasoline.
You are breathing acid rain into your tearful heart.
Swim in the toxic misery you created from your empty veins.
Pride yourself in your masterpiece disaster you have created,
all by yourself.

By Taylor Johnson Ness