Bleeding Elegance
Reflection
In the canvas of her soul, a storm of colors bleeds,
A symphony of hues that dance upon her face.
Reds and whites intertwine, a silent scream,
A canvas of chaos, yet a masterpiece of grace.
Her lips, bold and defiant, speak of resilience,
A testament to strength in the face of decay.
The paint drips like tears, yet they are not tears of sorrow,
But rivers of transformation, flowing with each day.
Her gaze, piercing and unyielding, meets the viewer,
A mirror reflecting the depths of our own souls.
In her eyes, we see the struggle, the beauty, the pain,
A reminder that in chaos, elegance can reign.
This is not just a portrait, but a journey,
A map of the human spirit, raw and unchained.
Through her, we find our own stories, our own truths,
In the bleeding elegance of her painted dreams.