“A Canvas Of Duality”
As I bare myself on the canvas,
I thought there was only one of me.
As I start to paint with red,
Suddenly, there are two of me.
One stroke to the left, the other t
“A Canvas Of Duality”
As I bare myself on the canvas,
I thought there was only one of me.
As I start to paint with red,
Suddenly, there are two of me.
One stroke to the left, the other to the right,
A hazy reality and vivid imagination.
One taking control, the other hiding in fright,
Each brushstroke reveals a new incarnation.
With each stroke, I lose myself,
Or was it revealing my true self?
One draped in red, the other slathered in blue,
A mere canvas now turned into a portal.
Should I give up or should I let it be?
Coexist in harmony.
As we stare into infinity,
Embracing duality within me.
Moneezhay