Words > Me

Hello, thank you for clicking on this digital book of poetry. These are in no way final. I may rewrite them some day and repost them, these are what just comes to mind whenever I listen to music or as dreams and I do apologize if any of this offends you I in no way want to offend anyone. So, thank you if you take the time to read anyone of these in your busy day. Thank you.


5. The Artist


I Once knew a boy.

yes, a very charming and beautiful boy.

An artist I can say.

But, he wasn't like any other artist.

He would draw in the bathroom.

He would draw in his room.

He would draw whenever he was alone.

Afraid, Afraid to show the others his drawings he kept them to himself.

With one color and one brush, all the pain and agony was drawn away.

But his canvas was getting full.

He then, found a new one.

Yes, he found a new one.

His throat.

he drew with a blade.

He painted with his blood.

his masterpieces were his cuts.

He was an artist


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