Painting by Sigmar Polke
Locked away in a cell.
Grasping the bars.
Holding onto any last bit of life.
The hope, the freedom
is all gone.
All the color is drifting away.
The burden of wrong,
holding on.
Never letting go,
always hanging on.
No Reason to live.
Death is creeping closer
and closer,
tearing me apart.
Good piece, it was very said. But great job!!!
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ReplyDeleteNice job Alyssa! It was scary and sad and creepy all at the same time, I really liked it.
ReplyDeleteI remember looking at this piece when we were the art museum. I felt the same way about this piece. The struggle and the need to be out and about. Great job on this piece Alyssa!!!-- Paityn
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