If I painted
Your soul
Riddled
With lines
Of deepest
Regret
What would
It look
Like
Would it
Be bright
Like the sun?
Would you be
Dark
Like your mind?
Would it be
A shade of
Gray
In love with
Both
And
Unable to
Decide?
If I painted your
Soul
It would be
Blank
Because
You are
Indescribable