Don't Drink Bees

How dare you take away my words
I sang of sorrow
Wrote poetry bleak
And danced with my shadow
Alone in the dark

I wished on bright pinpoints
Solitary stationary souls
Sending beacons of light
Toward an apathetic earth
Cold in its heart

I embraced the chill air
Eternally sentenced
To celebrating the sadness
And the trials of the pessimist
Having lost all hope

Then you wet down the canvas
Began again with bright colors
Brushstrokes laughing and playing
Connecting with my heart
Bringing smiles to my eyes

Art without pain is mediocrity
As I sing of joy
Write poetry insipid
And daydream of us dancing
Together in the light
I know my muse has left me
Nauseous
For another desolate heart