• the_moonlit_heart 23w

    Lost Portrait

    I hung on walls of million castles
    And travelled wrapped up in brown boxes

    from One face to another
    Every being tried to understand
    they could not know what i was
    but their perception showed
    who they were

    when the chaos calmed
    Darkness took over
    None of my colours
    shone as bright as they were

    people came when they needed me
    but no one to set me free
    My perfect frame was my home
    after my painter was gone

    i never saw what i turned into
    but could see in his hazel eyes
    love he was painting onto

    i now wither before my time
    dust settles
    as I'm the one no one liked
    Faded paint faded dream
    with only his glistening memories.

    ©the_moonlit_heart