Starving Artist
Money is obsolete when you're the most valuable thing in the world to me.
The mountains have eyes
As they watch my every step
I open my arms on the cliff side
And wait for you with bated breath
Conformed, confined
Easily accessible pills
That poison the mind
And take control
While the plants I ingest land me on parole
The world is unjustifiable
Every action I perceive as malice or treason
What clarifies it all for me
Is you, as you are my reason
The air I breathe wouldn't be the same
If you didn't breathe it
Before saying your name
Introducing yourself to me
On the first day of school
My brain was dead set on your beauty
I didn't know what to feel
I was trying to decipher
If someone that beautiful really is real
What I saw, with my own eyes
Was the picturesque girl
I vividly painted in my subconscious
All those years alone, in solitude
I couldn't focus on the sheets of music
All I thought was, even If I had a chance
I'd still lose it
She's out of my league
All the mental gymnastics promoting fatigue
"I want her, I want her bad!"
Screams my confidence
Locked away in a cell and a box
Down the harrowing hallways of my brain
I hear a mere echo, nothing more
I'm a starving artist
As I'm starving for your affection
No other word does you justice
Other than the word perfection
I fawn from a distance
And keep on the desire
Hoping that one day a spark catches fire
And now I can say that I'm thankful
For all you've done for me
As for the first time
I have heard my heartbeat
Let the wax drip from the candle
That burns nice and slow
As that's what I want to show
That I'm willing to do anything
To have your heart close to mine
Because when I'm with you
Everything is divine
About the Creator
Chris Gacinski
Actor, Writer, and Drummer based in Fort Lauderdale, Florida.
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