If I was a lamp, she would’ve been the SHADE

If I was a door, she would’ve been the DEADBOLT

If I was a picture, she would’ve been the FRAME

If my mind wasn’t so creative, I would just come out and say….

She never let me shine

She prevented doors of opportunity from opening

She refused to let me breathe

TRAPPED

I’m shinning bright NOW
New doors are opening for ME
    My art is abroad
         for the world to SEE

BEAUTY THROUGH PAIN