I'm walking in a dark hallway, I'm lost, cant find the way home, Then I hear your voice. Its like a melody a song I could listen to forever, The darkness around me disperses, and its just you and me. My fears are gone, my pain is lost, and you are my love, my saint, my savior!

My paint brush pulled across the canvas, red is the streak of paint, dripping down the white empty  space, left to right over and over again, pain is what I feel as I look down, and stare at what i created, a monster lives inside me, Tears fall from his eyes as my sleeves come up and he sees the art I have created. He asked once if i was okay. I lied, My canvas was my wrist my paint brush was the razz-er, and my paint was the blood. I asked myself if i was okay that day and I said yes, Its all okay..... For now......