The painted Canvas:

All that surrounds me
stands silent at last...

This heart of mine
a burnt out candle... 
My piercing eyes
an ocean of blood...

Transforming into this deadly beauty
a truly painful piece of art...
The complexity of feelings
much deeper than it seems...

The paintbrush is its blazing fire
and the vivid colors
a ruthless blade...

The painted canvas is my body
capturing a soul that no one can save...