A/N: Nothing to say. Just enjoy
Blank Page
A blank canvas
Sits in front of me.
I have a vision —
Something I can see.
The brush guides my hand.
My thoughts crash like waves.
As they flow freely
Out onto the blank space.
Better than reality;
Safe from the world of rage.
Freedom to escape my truth,
Starting with a blank page.
A/N: Idk about other people, but I just find my escape in writing. And I'm visiting some family and my cousin absolutely loves to paint and watching her creativity spill out onto the canvas inspired me. So, this is dedicated to my cousin, my inspiration.
