Priceless Art

Silent the pain painted abstractly across your face holding every breath a second longer than the next tears drying down the stretch of your face every hand fling viewed as if a air traffic controler signalled no clear understandings to be landed sheltering hesitated words as to contemplate the abusive recoil how could you go through something of such magnitude that in mere glances change one's core structure to a point where life long facial expressions resemble nothing of alike moments in shared life lying steel yet as fragile as new leaf under a morning's dew breaking every rule to fit a simple lovers submission instead lines filled with lead shot down every chace of redemption amongst better nature do fables end in blood sweating a flagrant past fighting all of tears yielding a shallow sigh with no release felt in sight the closest things held were mostly the furthest from the truth how old things repeat as new days break through stone beliefs and cold nights every brush stroke differently the same do sunsets and useless fights color the canvas the same beautifully set mounted and framed in pain... Priceless Art