Red paints and dark tunes
By violetdarkness
like weeping notes
they
paint harmonic minor thoughts
in your
mind. and
you hear
murky
melodies,
because
you're
alone.
with eyes a closed
you started
playing tunes
like builiding a castle
of
ancient depression
and doom.
then
you dream of
becoming
a music painter,
brushing notes to
the canvas. alone
and you ran out
of dark
red color. so you cut
your wrist
just to mend
the contagious disease
of
happiness.
because for
you
depression
is a gift.
but
you're awake
and still
painting the horror.
music
of grief.
playing the mural
depression landscape.
the colors
and tunes of doom
they breathe.
then
you wish
the dripping red paints from
your wrist
and darkest tunes
would never
reach
their end.
Comments on "Red paints and dark tunes"
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A former member wrote:
Amazing how you blend the artful talent of the musician/painter with the horror! Keep it up!
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On Saturday, May 19, 2012, violetdarkness
(50) wrote:
i really appreciate how this piece got into you haunted. i'm honored. as always. thank you.
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On Friday, May 18, 2012, haunted
(837) wrote:
damn, i hear you in this. create something beautiful out of something so dark and then fade out of mania and succumb to depressions beautiful gift. death! thats how i read this and i loved it violet! write on.
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On Thursday, May 3, 2012, FadedBlues
(2096) wrote:
...combining painting (PAINting) & music composition, & adding self-abuse, make for a very unique piece...
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On Saturday, May 5, 2012, violetdarkness
(50) wrote:
thanks faded for the time!
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On Sunday, April 15, 2012, violetdarkness
(50) wrote:
aww. thank you very much! you painted a smile in my face today :) and i sooo love your nasty writings too!
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On Sunday, April 15, 2012, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
how did I miss this post. i love your poetry.. i love it..