WinterMy breath hangs in the air Like an icy mist swirling around me As snowflakes kiss my cheek Begging for a longer life Before they swiftly melt awayWinter
The frigid cold envelops me As the wind whispers secrets Into my attentive ear Telling me of its woes And the fleeting memory fades.
RejectionBoiling tears of anguish erupt from my eyes Utter defeat engulfs my soul I try and rationalize with myself But rejection has torn a hole.Rejection
I want to be loved I want to be loved I want to be loved
Bitter rejection – how I loathe you! You tear me up inside. I fear you more than I do death But from you I can never hide.
I need to be loved I need to be loved I need to be loved
Your destruction rages inside of me Breaking my steadfast will Confusion latches on to me And it holds me still
I cannot be lo
BreakingI’m falling apart. I can feel it… I’m disintegrating from the inside. Me – the “strong” one… Giving in to giving up.Breaking
I can’t fight it. It’s taken hold. Latched on. Like a emotional leech Sucking my will
Through a drinking straw While it laughs contemptuously at my resistance! Taking my strength And dashing it to pieces On the cold hard floor of my soul.
I’m losing my grip On the life I’ve struggled so hard to build. And it all comes crashing down… Mania holds me
my art
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"Art is a lie that makes us realize truth." - Pablo Picasso
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"Art is a lie that makes us realize truth." - Pablo Picasso
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