Art

I am an artist

My skin is my tapestry

Through it I record my battles

My triumphs

My defeats

My hopes and fears

Dreams and nightmares

Displayed for all to see

I bare it all, my art

I destroy, I create

I make something new

Something mine

No one can take it from me

So I don’t stop

I carve my worth

With each stroke, a breath

An exhale

This is it

My reminder to myself and to all who see

I am here

I exist

I am…

I am an artist

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

My skin is my tapestry

I thought of my granddaughter of 22. She has some amazing ink on her skin. Real art it is. I hope she always loves it as much as she does now. Permanent art. Can’t be removed without pain and money.

Mine isn’t permanent. I create and can delete or amend as I see fit.

I travelled to many places reading you. Thank you.

Chris

[Wondering Mind]

I do not usually assume , but this tells of much struggle and hurt, yet the heart and mind will the body to be the story.
My take, and apologies if I misunderstood

[RoseTree]

You're not wrong, like most of the things I write I play a lot with metaphors and hidden (at least other people seem to think them hidden) meanings.