"Writing my affliction"
I used to like patron.
It gave me the courage
I never had
To be so loose
And smile a little more
Making my childlike mind
Feel a little older.
I used to like dark pencils.
To sketch my drawings
Because what's the point in exposing myself
In the red hues on this paper.
When you can tell how angry I am
From the imprinted marks.
The splattered paint on the canvas-
Said more than enough.
