While I don't necessarily dislike lighter colors, I don't often involve them in my artwork.
I find it inaccurate to make a piece meant to involve a lot of feeling so happy, because I feel that 'happy' isn't a good feeling.
When I make art, I want people to cry. I want them to feel the things I felt when I wrote it.
Until I met them, I didn't realize I could pour happiness into art as well. I didn't realize I could make people feel happy when they saw my art because I didn't believe that would be making them feel the way I felt when I wrote it.
That was my biggest flaw and regret: Negativity.
Now that I have people I hold close to me, I finally believe that I can put something positive into my art.
And that being said,
Go out there.
Feel something.
Be something, do something, go somewhere! It's finally time for me to exit this dark place in my life, and I hope you soon follow me out of the door.
While I don't believe I am necessarily happy, I am content now. I feel that life is worth living. I'm still trying to quit bad habits, I'm still trying to having healthy eating and sleeping schedules, but I'm calm nonetheless.
I'm finally ready to move on from my past, and I want you to come with me out the door. I want to move on with you, I want you to be happy...
I want you to be proud of yourself
And even though it's gonna be hard,
I can be proud enough of you
For the both of us.
May 11, 2021
May 11, 2021 at 11:23 AM UTC
I want to play music
But I have nothing to play
Worth listening to
May 10, 2021
May 10, 2021 at 11:06 AM UTC
He slapped me
And it bruised
But honestly
I shouldn't have said that
I pushed him again
I shouldn't have tried to tell him to quit
Because fixing him isn't my job
I'm supposed to love him through everything
and I do
I do
The words that started it all
I do
But I didn't
Understand the situation
But now I do
And it's okay
He wasn't always like this
It's just the things
He chooses to consume
It's not a choice
It's an addiction
And besides
the makeups already done
And the bruise is already hidden
It's fine
We're fine
He's fine
This is fine
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:32 PM UTC
We had so much chemistry
And it was going great
I thought you were wonderful
But you thought I was strange
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:28 PM UTC
Look at her go
She goes so fast
Time to let go
She grows so fast
Look at her run
She runs so fast
Oh, now she's gone
They're gone so fast
The train
The house
The quiet
Mouse
She travelled afar
With a mouse
Snuck on a train
Watch her go
The train's so fast
How the heat
Turned to rain so fast
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:21 PM UTC
The trauma specialist
you know, the one with the leopard print glasses
the neck that sags
the voice that cracks
the one who always has
fruit snacks
yeah
that one
the trauma specialist
is starting to call
The Moon a she
And that pleases me
The Moon's a she and she The Moon she pleases me and she's a she
She The Moon
She pleases me
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:17 PM UTC
Running
Flying away from you
Your betrayal
Flying away from you two
Wash your hands before takeoff
The soap
The smell
Your smell
The soap
The flowers
The soap, your smell, the flowers,
A betrayal, soap
And a misplaced plane ticket
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:14 PM UTC
Dancing on the hardwood floors
Careful not to slip
But it's hard to see
In this pitch-black room
The light journeyed afar
to say hi to an old friend
Who needs a little bit of light
Right now
The smell of lilacs
My mother's perfume
Invades
the pitch-black room
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 3:11 PM UTC
"Sorry, what's your name again? No, give me a second, I got it."
I forgot your name
"Sorry, I don't really remember anything before 6th grade!"
My memory is awful
Trauma made me block it out
Sorry, what was I saying?
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 2:52 PM UTC
The event
that turned my life
upside down
inside out
backwards
Was losing you
The day you stopped saying
"Hi!"
Was the day
I stopped saying anything
Because I had nothing worthwhile to say
I had no one to say anything to
That day I lost you
I lost my voice
May 5, 2021
May 5, 2021 at 2:51 PM UTC