LovelessKoi

They shine brightly in the air Look at how they spark inspiration in a child's heart Yet I cannot see them behind this metal fence The sign shocks my fingertips if I try to figure out why If I speak my reason, he laughs and laughs and laughs God in my eyes. why do you laugh? All I want is my inspiration back Give me back my childhood

A young woman named Megan loved making art, and practiced sketching all day long to become the very best in all her town. But one day, she was completely stumped. She looked around her room, full of art pieces featuring mystical angels, sci-fi landscapes of a futuristic Chicago , and a portrait of Gerald Butler that looked so real, you could start a conversation with it. But nothing inspired her. Had she really created everything there was to create? Depressed, she looked out her window, and made a wish on a nearby bus for inspiration to return to her. The next morning, she sprung out of bed, and used her skill in sketching to create the most

She's in the other room, tearing off the pictures and smashing in the walls, I just sit on the living room floor with my head in the clouds. Her screams are colorful to see bouncing from wall to wall all around me. They squeeze my throat in a choking sensation and I can't breathe. God, she's beautiful. I hear bags thrown on the ground next to me and I tell myself not to turn around, to not see what I don't want to see. She's telling me that she wants to leave, I tell her that I can see the stars falling. Her skin is pulsing, almost as if it's alive, I tell her to rip it off. Stars swirl in front of my eyes when her hand connects with my chee