in this dark... full of colors

and if I will never find my way,
in this dark... full of colors and to the horizon there is still light,
my pen fades up my mind.

I do not know where I will go, this life that says no, but I would not give up anything.
I will open my eyes to nature, so incoherent ...
I still believe in this and the loneliness of art itself, although often try to run away ... full of natural colors, the same that I am inspired every time I try new ideas or just ....

I'm painting.