Through Your Eyes

You interrupt my heavy thoughts

You invade my gory dreams

I am stone cold

You are hot

You speak with your eyes while I scream

You came to me

Canvas in hand

Different shades of colours

A handful of brushes

Each stroke held meaning

Each blot spoke volumes

You say my laughter cries

That in pain, my pleasure lies

You say I am deep

You say I am shallow

That I'm filled up with fears

That I'm empty, I'm hollow

The colours fill the sheet

As you weave an intricate pattern

That mirrors me

You say I hide

In plain sight

You whisper to me

What I fail to see

I turn back towards

Where you say is home

Walk up the stairs you crafted

And there it hangs 

The very element I had forgotten

A medley of memories

Reminding me of who I am

My portrait

Through your eyes.