I'm breathing ,underwater painting , underwater art by Lesja Rygorczuk  (2021) : Painting Acrylic, Oil on Canvas - SINGULART

I’ve been drowning in a smile

Lie so false pedestrians can see it for miles 

And my heart refuses to sail a ship

Slanted smile across my lips

And an anchor loosely dangles in the curve of my hips

Lightning bolts springing from the bridge of my fingertips

And I mark the day for happiness

To drive a pathway

Thru my heart

The walk

He walks

We walk

As they watch

Feet hitting pavement

Feeling no breeze

And their shoulders

Feel the weight

Of

Death

Translucent memories

Stained by this wrought

Mangled by

The thought

What I thought

About the thoughts

To taunt my brain

Memories unframed

Bringing light to this shame

‘Cause sensations know my name from past games

Mind calling self all kinds of dirty names

And feeling frail

You’re hard to read

Even from beyond this braille

A lover to my pin

I’m lost in this trap

Waking up

Only to begin the noise again

THE FLOWER IS MY CENTER AND THE PERSON ON THE ROC

WELL, THATS ME (:

SOME TIMES PROTECTING ME GETS A LITTLE CHALLENGING

WITH SO MANY PEOPLE PUSHING TO GET THEIR NEEDS MET

EVEN AT YOUR EXPENSE.

I ENCOURAGE YOU TO PROTECT YOUR CENTER (HEART) THERE

WILL BE TIMES YOU FALL SHORT BUT LEARN FROM THOSE VERY

TIMES.

SMILE AND KEEP IT MOVING AND REMEMBER…

NEVER GIVE UP ON LOVE EVEN WHEN IT HAS DEALT YOU A BAD HAND!

YOU ARE RESPONSIBLE FOR WHAT YOU BELIEVE EVEN IF YOU BELIEVE IT.

I will never again

Allow myself to feel 

The pain

Of being

Out of love

I won’t die

Ever again

Such a painful death

My love is

Deeper than an oceans wave 

To pave a twisters fall

Tides cave

And lovers wave

From beyond this epic crawl

Paradox hold shoulders

Under an oceans rock

And that’s why my love for you will always be

Deeper than any world

A fantasy can unlock

Deeper than an ocean

Happy Mothers Day ❤

I would wave goodbye with a thousand hands

Bypass beneath from a treasured land

Watching time

Lost

On seconds hand

Reasons are many

Words are none

The truth is heavy

They lie like dung

I would wave goodbye with a thousand hands

Just searching for one

But the truth has none

I would wave goodbye

I am wondering in this valley

With a shadow

Called death

Desperately trying every trick

To inhale my last breath

As the shadow kneels

It does everything in its power

To make me feel

What is not real

Peel me of my iniquities

My infidelities

This shadow plays mind games with me

It’s crazy in here!

And i can hear the sounds

That tries to keep me bound

To thine own self be true

I’m running from my shadow

Like that scary clown from school

I am screaming out for help

I am doomed to the top shelf

Like a broken piece of china

Labeled

Afflicted!

Addicted!

It’s the wicked things I tell myself

Whew!

It’s crazy in here!

And that thing

That silly thing

That god awful thing

Called fear

Keeps echoing between my ears

And all I can hear

Is

It’s crazy in here!

Here

Here

Here

Echoing

It’s crazy in here!

Here

Here

Here

Even robots cry

To dance through a metals wave

To bend iron cast down

Built ships through this junk filled maze

Awaiting rust

Standing still from yester years decay

Rainbows have rain

Rain has dirt

But robots have people 

Who feel nothing

Even when they hurt

 

Even robots cry 

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