An Empty Frame

Hiding in the night
In the shadow of the moon
Blinded by the light
From creating this cartoon

Living frame by frame
In these sketches I have made
It was just a game
But it all begins to fade

A canvas of myself
All colorful and bright
Forgotten on a shelf
Hidden out of sight

Living day by day
In this painting I have made
Trying to portray
But it all begins to fade

Diving deep in thoughts of sorrow
Will there ever be tomorrow
Every picture is forsaken
All my nightmares are untaken

Was it all a dream
Every moment of my life
Will someone hear me scream
Oh I miss the constant strife

But in this silent hall
Nothing is the same
On this lonely wall
There hangs an empty frame

Diving deep in thoughts of sorrow
Will there ever be tomorrow
Every picture is forsaken
All my nightmares are untaken



Credits
Writer(s): Markus Enstrom
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