I spent time
Trying to paint
The perfect picture
So I painted joy
I painted life
I painted love
I painted truthThen I realized
Out of the pictures
I painted
Nothing quite shone
As bright as the night skySo I retrieved my pen
I retrieved my heart
And I painted
You
YOU ARE READING
it only hurts when i laugh
Poetry❝𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘢𝘥𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘰𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘭𝘪𝘬𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘯𝘭𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘵𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘴, 𝘸𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘦𝘭 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘪𝘴 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘦𝘴𝘴𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯 𝘨𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘦 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦, 𝘢𝘭𝘭...