walls

you’ll never be able to understand an artist’s mind no matter how much you try. you’ll look deep into his eyes, you’ll try to peer down his soul, just to catch a glimpse of the person his is hiding inside. but no matter how much you try, all you’ll see are walls. walls he’s hiding behind. walls built on fear, spelling distraught and sadness. they’ll be marked and painted by the ones that he left and scarred by the ones that left. in addition, there will be words; written by the ones that tried loving him and there will be remains of the ones that did. you’ll try to get in, but you’ll just be another dent and you won’t be able to do anything about it.

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7 Comments Add yours

  1. Michael says:

    Whew, this (minus calling myself an artist) resonates…unfortunately. Great post!

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    1. tee says:

      thankyou so much.

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  2. Wow that is absolutely beautiful! Great job on the post! ❤

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    1. tee says:

      thankyou so much, means a lot heh.

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  3. The artist more than any other soul feels far too much of this world is broken and remade every day with scars and walls. This piece touches me in that resonating way. I know what it’s like to try and peer into an artist and I’ve seen those who try and peer into me.
    Wonderful examination and so beautifully written!

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    1. tee says:

      sigh, thankyou so much.

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      1. My absolute pleasure!

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