ARTIST STATEMENT
before you read my sonnet you should know that the sonnet is little confusing because the protagonist when is telling, she also is trying to assimilate what ios happening and where is she, so she doesnt have a great knowledge about many things surrounder her.
love in the labyrinth
my tiny, delicate head, hurts and "crash"
he put his arms around my tiny hands,
all my eyes can see around me is ash,
a small funny boy screams "take her" he demands.
the sun lightly rises through his blue eyes,
start to run through the fearful labyrinth,
and everything i feel was cold as ice,
i saw a signal pointing a umpteen.
it was the secret to our departure,
remembering was the key to living,
we were going to do this with pleasure,
but our hearts and minds weren't prepare for losing.
the labyrinth conclude with a moral,
or that wasn't really the terminal?
he put his arms around my tiny hands,
all my eyes can see around me is ash,
a small funny boy screams "take her" he demands.
the sun lightly rises through his blue eyes,
start to run through the fearful labyrinth,
and everything i feel was cold as ice,
i saw a signal pointing a umpteen.
it was the secret to our departure,
remembering was the key to living,
we were going to do this with pleasure,
but our hearts and minds weren't prepare for losing.
the labyrinth conclude with a moral,
or that wasn't really the terminal?