white paint

I bought a new can of white paint…

Staring at open space
Trying to be stoic
Senses are crashing
Feelings are denied
Running away
Forgetting everything
Walls are closing in
Floor is crumbling
Hues are disappearing

Inspiration is escaping
Trying hard to clasp and hold on
Gathering last strength
Giving up everything
Hoping for the living
Lost its importance
Living a lie
Creating an illusion
Shy away from the truth

Losing the battle
Becoming nothing
Getting hurt
Enduring the pain
Savoring the throbbing
Writing another tragedy
Filling the pages with lies
Undoing the compassion
Exhaling the euphoria

And painted over the red walls of my humanity.