100 Written Poems

Poem#70

PAINT

Every drops of paint

Is the cost of my tears

I'm trying to not to forget you..

But I just can't abandon this ilnesss

These scars leave traces about past

I always see the darkness in me

Apologized. I don't have any colorful paints

All I have is the dark paint, which represents me.

You're the most beautiful flower, I've ever seen

Were too much opposite

The blooming flower and,

The fragile tree that were about to break.

Before I could forget you

I don't have no choice but to use this dark paint for you

To paint my masterpiece

 By remembering those smile always plastered on your innocent face..