1000 Words

Tue, 08/06/2013 - 16:27 -- Tskuno

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A single person is worth a thousand words.

But what is a picture but feelings and emotions conveyed into art.

So an emotion is like a thousand words.

A single life is all you live.

So hold fast and give all you can give.

It starts with a step.

Emotions collide, and tear at the seam.

A single day.

Takes bits of life away

And a thousand words are left unsaid.

A tear falls for the dead.

A broken spirit.

A shattered dream.

A torn heart.

Thrown aside.

And meant to bleed.

A single dream.

 

A single picture.

Worth a thousand words.

A story left behind.

With emotions left unheard.

 

Walk the road, you're meant to see.

Paint the picture that needs to be.

For if a single emotion is worth a thousand words.

Dont hide it, its absurd.

People care more than others think.

So talk to someone when time's at the brink.

 

In a world of chaos and dispair.

It's easy to give up, and not care.

But every life leaves its mark.

Every moment is worth a thousand words.

Many that are left unheard.

A story morphs into another.

And in the end it's all the same.

You can't claim anything from the materail plane.

 

Death is alive in our greatest fears.

It strinkes without warning, leaving a trail of tears.

A life lost. A space free of its thousands of words.

But pick up an listen, it's time it's heard.

Hide not what is feared or desired.

Walk true to your path, for it's by life we're hired.

 

Paint your picture worth a thousand words.

Every step you take. Make certian they're heard.

Make your dream, your thoughts a reality.

Fight for those who couldn't stand to bear.

The pain, and torture that took them there.

Paint a picture they'd want to see.

Speak for them.

And speak for me.

Stand up strong.
Paint your words with a song.

 

If a picture is emotion worthy of a thousand words.

And emotions are dreams. And dreams create a purpose.

A purpose drives a person.

That person seeks their goals.

Even if they fail.

They've walked their path.

Their final painting is worth more than what you think.

 

Everything you do.

Affects everything. Not only you.

One person changes the lives of millions.

Think about it before you take your life.

 

Is this the painting you want to be?

Trapped in a portrait of misery.

Plastered and ridiculed with loathing and shame?

This isn't just a game.

There's no reset for anything at all.

Even if you're not the one to fall.

Nothing can ever truly be undone.

If you were in someone else's shoes, what would you wish for yourself to do?

 

A single painting, of someone's life.

Filled with emotions from happiness to strife.

A drawing of a knife.

Blood stains flood the floor.

Because they thought they couldn't take it anymore.

They decided they were best left unheard.

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