Anthony Cudahy, Chris, 8” x 10”, 2011
love the paintings…Source: iheartmyart
When I look at I in your eyes I just can’t help but see the thoughts you hide.
You are so beautiful, young and free.
But sad, alone and fragile.
The disputes you make when you smile to shut the dullness,
Is a nightmare I curse.
The dark and gray skies upon holds the heavy drain in cut.
The first tear that falls down in your pale cheeks,
Was a torn I cannot behold.
Beauty that rests in the hallow heart I cherished the most.
The first cut
I will take to keep my love.