Yellow brushstrokes lost into someone's eyes

Could he return to life?

His chilly painful eyes

Shadow of loneliness

Red look of tiredness

You loved him

and rejected to be healed

I know it hurt you

You were broken

since you were born.

You were not afraid

To show your misery

You had done such an act

Why?

Surrendered to them

but you were destined to win,

to feel love, to be great,

to be a humble heart.

Vincent, you have struggled so much

You have lived so little

Don't be sad tonight...

don't be lonely, no more...

Times change, you'll be reborn.

Is there anyone to blame?

Are you guilty for yourself?

Circled brushes

laying like you, with you

They deceased because you gave them life

Deathly distressed they are.

Hey friend, muse of mine

Don't extinguish that candle light above your hat.