one night,
I woke up, shaking, pale—
eyes wide.
and realized, more than anything
that I wanted to be an artist.but my mother
she dismissed it as madness.
and I was left
scrambling for pieces of my dreams
at night.

insanity
one night,
I woke up, shaking, pale—
eyes wide.
and realized, more than anything
that I wanted to be an artist.but my mother
she dismissed it as madness.
and I was left
scrambling for pieces of my dreams
at night.