Broken Frames

See the pictures that we paint
walk from broken frames
see the faces scream out stories
of promises we made
See the humans turn and look
startled as they walk
See my face turn bright red
as my paintings start to talk
See the secrets spill on out
one by one
but, please don't shout
See the pain sting me
when a man I drew begins to say
"You promised you would watch over her
each and every day
Some promises are kept
and others brutally broken"
My painting climbs back to the walls
the truth had been spoken