like S.

she moves like a brush stroke
makes love to the canvas
of her torn, shattered life
she tries to shine through
her pain
like the stars in a van Gogh sky
she waits
while her still life turns to grey
and there's nothing she can do
when the colors fade away

she cries out
but it's to late
she hides out
there's no escape
she finds out
she can't break the fall

he was the music
living deep in her eyes
now there's just silence
the music is gone
and he's nowhere in sight
lonely
when she turns out the light
ain't nothing but that boy
could ever make it right


she's on the edge
she's out there alone now
hanging to life by a thread
she just might break down
she's on her way down