Portrait

So, I had to rape it out
...obliged to
...lost through you
and it makes no difference.

And you watch me standing still
tainted
reckless
allowed to.

Stab me
take your paintbrushes
and..
paint me a nameless portrait.

Use my hair,
my fingers,
my blood
and my lust.

Changing colors
from white to red
magnifying what's left
and what's was never there.

Echoes
of smashing and twisting what's mine
could it be love
or could it be art?

And I can barely see.
lights,
turn off the lights
I want to see the canva.

Wasted time
dim lights
pointless fights
for the sake of the unsung drugs.