Paint A Picture Poem by jess jayne

The pain starts to ease,
As time goes by,
At leats that's what she,
Makes believe.

Cause each night,
She paints a picture,
With only one colour,
And only one aim.

This picture isn't beautiful,
It's amde by a tainted soul,
Years of growing up,
It's what she was always told.

Believe in yourself,
You'll pick the right path,
People will knock you down,
Just pick yourself up.

But they kicked her,
When she was down,
She couldn't stand tall,
She lost belief,
Lost control.

So each night,
When she goes to sleep,
She'll paint a picture,
With one colour.

She'll wake in the morning,
Wishing it was over,
You pushed her this far,
Remember that.

Years have passed,
And here she still stands,
With scars to remind her,
Of her painting days.

Believe in yourself,
Not what they tell youm,
Cause she was the one,
Who decided to change





written 20th June 2012