appraisal; The act or result of judging the worth or value of something or someone.
It is the word I added to the be used in the prompt provided by Mindlovemisery’s Menagerie. It is at the same time a piece that was triggered yesterday, in a conversation and got its inspiration from ‘Within” that was written by Carisa Arienne.
Veronika couleurs by Manfred Kielnhofer
Your canvas!
I am a painting
crafted upon
pure white canvas.
In sturdy nickel frame
layer after layer
the world painted me.
Scratched me.
Brushed me.
Mutilated me.
I was suffering
beautification,
abstract thoughts.
A refined plexus
of phased cracks
Becoming your image.
The weight
The burdens
The stares.
It migrated colours
into greasy smudges
shadows and darkness.
Hiding my emotions
with brightness
I ungainly smile.
Crying tears.
Smiling Fears.
Praising Years.
I forgot who I am
to be submersible
in silent numbness.
within all distress
and nonchalant commotion
of those appraising me.
Judge me.
Hate me.
Like me
I can’t shed
what I look like.
No water, turpentine
can cleanse my face
but underneath
I’m still …
Being painted
Being written
Being me
Still me
A work in progress
on top of…
The same
pure white canvas.
©Ranting Crow2014-’15
Somewhere I guess we should always stay true to ourselves and the person we have been all this time. That the world outside may change but not necessarily us. Not easy seeing it underneath all our grief and misery but the us is still there, just does one dare to find it or better feel it.
It was a tough time finding a picture but found me two and since I could not choose which of the two fitted better I am posting the other one as well.
Anxiety by Beethy at Deviantart
Ranting Crow 