Artists are just fancy addicts.
We need to create.
We must create.
To feel alive.
I have taken four hits of the drug today.
Four mediocre attempts at expression.
I draw lines.
I face.
I draw conclusions.
I face my anxiety.
I am tired of colouring my bed sheets the same colour as your beautiful hair.
If it took me writing 1000 stanzas and creating hundreds of drawings to be able to see your smile I would.
I create to feel alive.
I create because it is the only thing that keeps me alive.
I create hoping one day my scribbles will mean I can thrive.
Darling your eyes are like watercolour. Intense and beautiful yet soft and warm.
Can I paint your portrait?
It's the only thing I really have to offer because I am just a simple artist.
-XR
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