And she painted It was ugly Scenes of dismemberment Blood drops raining down on her soul Heavier when they accumulate And she painted Until the weight Crushed her belief In goodness And she painted Because men are all the same And the drugs never helped And her daddy wanted a boy And she painted Because slapping her incredible pain onto a piece of ******* cloth Was better than actually getting ****** on it She painted And it was ugly
I have no idea why I chose to write this ugliness.