Jul 2021
Feeling used up.
It all started as a way,
To suture oozing wounds and band-aid this pain.
Caught in the middle,
Of abuse and feeling myself again.
I create and I shake, like an earthquake of two dueling fates.
An artist and dearly departed.
Both tugging and pulling,
For a monopoly of my mind.
I quit and I writhe. I take and I shine,
Like a princess diamond set high upon the sky.
Sunshine from the outside; always setting in his eyes
It all started as a way,
To suture oozing wounds and band-aid this pain.
Caught in the middle,
Of abuse and feeling myself again.
I create and I shake, like an earthquake of two dueling fates.
An artist and dearly departed.
Both tugging and pulling,
For a monopoly of my mind.
I quit and I writhe. I take and I shine,
Like a princess diamond set high upon the sky.
Sunshine from the outside; always setting in his eyes
I am sorry for the recent darkness that has overtaken my work. I understand if it is too much for some. I share in hopes of shining however dim a light on the darker side of life. Thank you.
