A piece of you

A piece of you is in my room It's just a painting of the moon But for me it means a lot more than only a part of decor Everytime I'm looking at it I'm sure I have no way to quit I keeps me going when I'm down Saves me each time I want to drown The beauty of this dark canvas takes from me all of the sadness Brushstokes made with a soft feeling Never thought they're truly healing Every scar that covers my heart you can simply cure with your art I'm convinced, it has to be true The picture is a piece of you