Trigger Warning: Domestic Abuse

I adore the natural beauty as the sun settles down
Purple bleeding from the orange to reveal the familiar diamond night sky
Symoblizing an infinite marriage to a God you choose not to believe in
Well, I'm sorry if your skepticism wasn't invited to the wedding
But I'm pretty sure it's gonna want an invite to the reception but
I digress
You see because as I admire the galaxy in it's natural beauty
I see another galaxy, on your bride
Shades of purple and pink and red streaks
Your fist, the brush
Her, a trembling canvas
You somehow was able to create art that was horrible
But I still saw beauty in it
Her eyes, black holes
Her view of love? A disjointed universe
While you, little boy, finger painting, swearing your doing something
When all you really did was make a mess and didn't get punished for it
Art is subjective, left to interpretation
The artist is subjected, critiqued on their creation
While you, little boy will be subjected
Because that canvas you tried to destroy will be restored
And her stains will be wiped away and baby girl will learn to love again
While you, LITTLE BOY will be deconstructed
Because you dared to erase the name of the original artist
You finna plagiarize and try to put your name where her heart is
Shame on you!
Shame on you, heavy like chains around your neck
You can't lift your head or your eyes
Cuz if you did, you'd realize how beautiful the galaxy really is
So I guess what they say true
Only a few MEN ever make into space