I need to blot you out, erase your memory
and cleanse the stain of your influence.
You whisper more sweetly than before
when I sit alone in the dark with headphones.
You are a shadow clinging to the notes
and riding the symphonies to remind me
of a time when my painting wasn’t black.
My mind is a maze created to keep you out
but I have only trapped you inside me,
You are more real in my imagination
that you ever were in real life and it kills me.
Release me from this prison I put you
and let me live my life free from misery.
Even as I beg you, I look in the mirror
and I remember that I was the one
who chose to become like this.
So forget me, and live free of my mind.